an than master chef gotterd the plasm riffle and shottered all teh aleins n tahn master chef gottered the rockit launcar and blastered all the aleins unto bits and than master chef gottered the snipper riffle and headshottered all teh rest of the ailens and tan master chef grabbered the neediler and spikered the last of the aliesn and finnaly master chef lookered at teh carnege he had createred eh said with a powerfull voice i hav done god for wlord much good