I live for controlling hordes of worker drones. I tell them what to do...and...they do it!...It's wonderful! Ummm...yep. Brain...exploding with things that could never make sence to any normal human squishy meat bag. It would came out as utter verbal intestinal evacuation and confuse and stun the unfortunate soul who was slapped upside the head by my amazing usless powers. Fear my mind mushing malignant masterbation...Coffee after work...Bad.
