youwillkneel:
As the Colonel's mutant Midgardian chicken seems to have done little to ingratiate me to you, I have decided on another avenue. Perhaps processed vehicles of tooth decay are more to your liking. Please, partake. I have, by way of commandeering these orthodontic monstrosities from very small Midgardian children, amassed quite a collection.



I trust we will from this point forward have no more reason for animosity.

youwillkneel:
Ever so sorry about trying to enslave your world and all that. No harm done, yes? Look, I have brought you a peace offering. It is a dismembered fowl with a disproportionate number of legs dipped in some sort of hot oil and then arranged in a red and white bucket created by your Colonel. Truly this is the height of Midgardian cuisine.



So we are, as you mortals might say, "all good" now, correct?