Today's PStUM: Cephalopods

When the Kingdom Animalia throws a big reunion after the rapture or whatever, these freaks are not invited. You have no bones, eight tentacles connected to your head, and have high intelligence? Get the fuck off my planet, you alien scum. Go back to Pluto or Mississippi or wherever the hell you evolved and stay away from my daughters. Don’t care if you’re delicious, don’t care if you can open jars, you are the stuff of goddamned nightmares.