Hello, infidels. Mo' here. Just wanted to drop a note to say "Wassuuuuuuuuup," from down here. Boy, that came as quite a shock, let me tell ya. Here I was expecting to be seriously banging away at some tawdry virgin poon and boo-tay by now, and instead I'm frying my ass off for eternity. Oh well, my bad. Dahmer's down here, too. I dunno, something about that guy just sorta creeps even ME out. He's always wantin' to hang with me and the 18 Abduhls, but we're all like, "Shyaa, beat it, whitey." I'll tell ya what, though, I am glad I decided to wear that blue silk shirt on the day of the "operation." It's light, airy, and, frankly, I look totally dope in it. Oh, while I got ya, I wanted to give some shouts out to my peeps on the left for all their support and defense of my still-living cohorts. Big ups, y'all. Like pimpin', terror aint easy, but when it comes to ridding the world of the Great Satan, it is necessary. Till next time, Peace Out."