The infernal SING-ONS are a war-like race entirely devoid of humor, which is a shame since most races tend to laugh at them. These opposites to the Fungiri are best known for their annoying war chant about some ancient Earth tinned meat (Scientifically Produced Animal Matter) or SPAM, as they slog through their enemies entrails. These aggressive warriors are not to be intimidated or dated, since the gravity on their home-world is near double that of earth. Now if only they could only take a joke...