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"Good morning Zork. How is the plan going?" "Quite well sir. Your plan was simply brilliant, and I am pleased to report that we anticipate Earth dominance should be obtainable within the time frame." "Ah," said Gorbron, leaning back in his captain's chair, "this indeed is very good news. High command was so skeptical when I came to them with this strategy, but I knew it was fail proof. I mean tell me Zork, is it not true that the most powerful business and political leaders on that planet are for the most part, all hooked on this ridiculous game of golf? Planting the Zigfelt monsters into the greens of the most elite golf courses in the world has effectively wiped out the majority of powerful leaders on Earth in a remarkably short period of time." "Yes, yes sir. It was a stroke of brilliance on your part. And the Zigfelt's are so efficient in digesting their prey; swift and silent in their attack to begin with - the earthling's have been at a loss to explain or to stop them. Have you seen some of the observation videos sir? The crew has been quite amused by some of them. It's especially rather humorous to watch the Zigfelt's regurgitate some of the bizarre clothing these humanoids don to play their ridiculous game." "Indeed I have Zork. Indeed I have and quite amusing they are indeed. Frankly I find it hard to fathom how the supposed leaders of this planet could have such questionable fashion sense. Ah well.......set course for home Zork. We'll let chaos settle in first before we return to complete our invasion plan."
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