In such of these instances the things that come to pass are pillow biters. If you are wondering of what I am talking about, screw off you nosy bastard. Just give me time and I will tell you what you need to know about these dynamic BEB's that I am sure know one or another. These type of people in which I am saying are the loser nomads that partake in the love that dare not speak its name. That is not to say that these people are abnormal (they are, but that wasn't stated in the afore written scripture) but it is to say that what they have to do with the inevitable apocalypse of the entire population of polar monkeys is that by committing these atrocities of the soul that they are directly attributing to the destruction of this wonderful species of primates. If you are a bit confused, screw off you damn idiot. By biting into pillows they cause them to wear out faster, therefore prompting a larger quantity to be produced, and as we all know, pillows are stuffed with the fur of the polar monkeys, thus, the more pillows made, the more polar monkeys are necessary to meet the needs of the ever-growing populous of pillow manufacturers. Therefore the larger number of needless sacrifices of this beautiful and harmonious species.
To sum up all of these shenanigans, we and our committee thus came to the conclusion that the pillow biters, and the act therein, is not an act of God, or so to which, it wilst be the act of the drooling biters of such that it is hell! Therefore yet again we sum up in the following manner: may pillow biters forever have their face buried in a burning pillow!