Hey, we are the Wolves Five. We are a gang with little to no underpants amongst the five of us. We cope. We have big guns and aren't afraid to use them. You are the masses (most of you) that we are trying to protect. Most of you do not have underpants. You cope because we have the big guns and aren't afraid to use them to protect the likes of you. This broken future is a scary underpantsless place without mercy or love . . . actually I take that back. Seeing as that no one can have children anymore, there's probably more "love" going around than we'd like to admit. It's a scheme. The whole thing's a scheme! No underpants makes it easier for "love" to happen. Who made this brokenly futurely place anyway! Sex perverts all!!! Cotton is the fabric of our lives!!!