island nation

is everything in readiness?
yes, sire.
good. by daybreak, this island will be ours.
just one thing, lord. are you sure this is an. . . island?
of course it is! just look at it! can't you see?
yes, sire. but our eye stalks are so, you know, wide angle. I fear that visual distortion will interfere with the success of our most righteous mission.
silence cretin! I'll have you fricasseed at the stake and served for dinner! including all six of your eye stalks!
as you command, o merciful and wise one.
now paddle! and don't splash! I hate the filthy goo on this planet they call water.
a disgusting world, lord, to be sure.
I so miss my methane bath back on arcturus. and my sulphur soap too.
it has accentuated your. . . olfactory aura, o otherwise-fairly-clean one.
what did you say?
nothing, your freshness. nothing at all.