(You'd) be surprised with what's locked up in our SCIFs & Vaults. I always hated cleaning up the Brain Matter whenever one of our more religious Dogmatic troops would become exposed to realities which crush their typical Social Construct and Understanding.
Lil' Pete:
Dear Mama, so much has changed since my last letter. I scarcely know where to begin. First off, it turns out our daddy is a bad, bad man, and he got thrown in jail. But it's okay, 'cause Screaming Eagle, the Indian chief who raised Tommy, said he'd be all our dads, too. I really like it here in this village. Our new brothers and sisters love to have fun and have been so nice to all of us. Danny don't drink whiskey no more. And Ramon and Herm are trying to learn Indian ways. Oh, and big news. I finally have a girlfriend, and she's much prettier than a canty-loupe.