Notes:

A living joke, an absolutely useless piece of gutter trash, a complete shame on the legecy of the irken race. Can you see him there, can you? barely i suppose, in his oversized clothes he found somewhere, almost the size of a smeet. a SMEET. can you even imagine how pathetic his life must be, being such a minute little pea of an irken, good for nothing, useful to no one?
kick him if you see him for me, will you? i wont be looking for him.