Y’know what this is about? This is not about my supposed crimes. This is about the Buggs wanting to drive the surveillance van again, and use the big binoculars, that’s what this is about.

I’m onto you, Buggs!

Transcript:

Mr and Mrs Bugg stand outside a surveillance van, surveilling me. The van is rocking antennae and a satellite dish. Mr Bugg is rocking the gigantic headphones, undoubtedly connected to a laser microphone or something, while Mrs Bugg trains gigantic binoculars on me.

The text reads: “The Buggs decided you should be investigated for crimes against buggmanity.”