Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. The alien mothership is in orbit here. If we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.
Fatal. Daddy Bender, we’re hungry. And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who’s gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence?