Look at this one’s chode! They’re so funny man. They all lie on the beach in this giant pile and heave themselves up and down the coastline like these giant tubes of jelly. When they fight they slam their chests against each other and wave their heads so their proboscises flop all over the place. And the entire time they’re ululating. Or maybe not ululating exactly but ululate feels like the right word even though it’s not correct. And the alpha watches over it all. He moves slow, he doesn’t have to move fast. He’s so large the tides pull for him and the sun sets on his great gray belly the last. He’s a genius and a villain, I love him.