Genesis 2

You’d be a spineless, quivering lot, if you didn’t have me to run after you. Wait a minute! You are a spineless, quivering lot. I’m only the Janitor, so what would I know? I know that we are on the verge of Evilution! Evolution has been highjacked. She’s your relative, not mine. You are her predecessor. Same species: The Consumer. Don’t believe me? We’ll see.