'Damn it, Jim! The truth hurts!'

If you're who I think you are

you'll get the reference and I can move on with my thought

If not, stop reading now and go learn to use the internet

Please come in and have a seat at the table I've set

Theres no food

Just a host of hungry mouths and a thirst for understanding

Can you see the epic I'm drawing out right now?

The men sit decked in holy garb all glare at their host

He glares back and throws a glided gauntlet to the bench

"Let he who is without sin throw the first stone!"

They peptize their smoldering visages and look down at their shoes

Just like that it's over

We have all lost