I just had a really funny nightmare.
I was in this clinical white building, I met this bald guy who had a beard of acid burns. I walked down the hall to my book club, and what do you know? He was in it! We were reading a sinister book with huge page numbers in the center of each page, with all the text wrapped around it, though still straight aligned. The book was about a spooky mansion filled with mysteries. We read and discussed for a while, as a book club is wont to do.
At around page 4, the dream cross-faded into the book like a media framing device as it was describing some of the costumes found in the closets. There was a person wearing each one of the crazy costumes standing at regular intervals, until the camera settled on an empty space. Then I heard a voice lament "You can't say 'Invisible Man' anymore." It then panned to another empty space, this time with the Invisible Woman, who was also a bear.
I looked around and saw zombie cultists, which I think killed a member of the party I was with, but I heard a noise from the costume models. As I turned back, I saw the Invisible Woman eat the Invisible Man. Then the disembodied voice of Griffin McElroy said in his Griffin voice "Okay, we're not even gonna talk about this."
He paused. "Unless you wan to add vaping into it somehow. Voiping is definitely something I want to spread."
Then I was killed by zombie cultists or something.
In conclusion: fucking goddamn vore vaping, or voiping for short.