A deadly man-dyke who prowls the halls of MSA seeking sour patch kids and mindless chatter. If these needs are not met, you will be reported to the head Man-Dyke who will have you summarily executed.
MSA employee: Well, time to sit here and do my mindless job until I can go home and eat myself to death.
The Szossinator: Not on my watch. I will now report you for looking away from the screen for not talking to me or acknowledging my dyke schlong flapping against your overplump jowls.