[SnakeDoctor]

>> Just because we haven’t sent you the decoder ring.

Just bought a new box of Frosted Flakes — hoping to eat my way to the decoder ring by sometime next week.

SnakeDoc

[MHGinTN]

You're going to have to learn how yo write and read back coded messages, if you want to be a member of the Earth cadets. Make your application out to the Grand High Council, and include a drop of your blood after your signature, to register your DNA for Galactic ID. You will be contacted.

[Quix]

OH DEAR!

NOT the Frosted Flakes torture!

Goodness! Someone really snookered you on that one.

Better examine each flake under a microscope for . . . errrr . . . uhhh . . .

itsy bitsy locator computer/ID chips that communicate through the 9th dimension to Headquarters.

Get a string of those in your intestine and you’ll NEVER be able to hide. Some are bound to stay lodged in your intestine’s nooks and crannies.

The rumor is that those nasty locator chips are never dislodged until the body is prepared for dinner.

But that’s another matter entirely. There are LOTS of conflicting opinions on THAT score—evidently particularly about which sauce goes best with which race of human.

LOL.