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pass the fire | mp3.com/ptf |
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They'd been studying us for years. Seems they liked us for our creativity. They'd drop us a little technology back in the fifties; y'know something to help us as a species to colonize, and watch what we'd do with it. Imagine their surprise when it appeared as a non-stick surface of a frying pan. Turns out as far as colonizing goes we are pretty harmless. Couldn't get our collective shit together. Anyways, they wanted to contact but were worried about how violent we could be. So they figured out how to hit our brain patterns and release endorphines in us. When you're around them you're happy, relaxed. Backfired though. Now everyone's got 'em as pets and shit. Can't leave the house without one in your pocket. Whole new economies based on trading them. Hello, and welcome to planet Earth.
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