These words were uttered by none other than Jean-Luc Picard himself, in reference to that vile threat that call themselves 'Borg'. And now they have tread upon my own backyard. Imagine my revulsion, my rising fury, when I chanced upon their latest victim--still alive and kicking in my kid's wading pool.
He told me his name was 'Locroakus' and that resistance was futile. Though my heart was filled with pity, I dealt with him swiftly and humanely. Of course, I fried the legs. You don't let that go to waste. And I'm trying to reverse engineer the borg implants, to find a weakness I can exploit.
For, just like Jean-Luc, I will have my revenge. Yeah, I may let my boys play with toads and frogs until they die from overhandling, but I would never be so cruel as to run neural implants into their brains and turn them into some half-frog, half-machine monstrosity.
Take this as a warning, Borg, ...I'm coming for you!




