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...