Post by ivor on Dec 6, 2023 6:36:36 GMT -5
Late at night, the alien spacecraft developed engine trouble and was forced to land.
The grizzled captain and his young copilot exited the craft to reconnoiter. They were in the high desert, the air was brisk, and it was utterly dark except for twinkling starlight, a low crescent moon, and a faint glow on the horizon.
At an easy pace, they hiked toward the glow on the horizon. It turned out to be an empty gas station, brightly lit by sodium lights, but utterly silent.
Together, they approached the center gas pump in the first row. It displayed digits and letters, but it didn’t respond.
“Take us to your leader,” the captain said. The gas pump remained silent. “Perhaps he doesn’t hear well,” the captain said to his copilot.
“Take us to your leader,” the captain shouted. “It’s very important.” The gas pump remained silent.
“This is your last chance,” the captain bellowed. “Take us to your leader.” Simultaneously, the copilot raised his blaster to threaten the gas pump. Still, the pump did not respond.
“Now or else,” the captain said, while the copilot began to press the trigger on his blaster.
“No, No …” screamed the captain, reaching out to deflect the blaster, but it was too late.
The blaster hit the pump squarely in the middle, and the explosion was fearsome. The aliens ended up in the distance, 50 yards away, dazed and stunned by the concussion. Slowly, they regained consciousness.
“Tell me,” inquired the copilot. “How did you know the alien was going to be so dangerous?”
“In all my travels back and forth across the galaxy,” the captain responded, “I’ve learned at least one important thing - when you come across an alien who can wrap his dick around himself three times and still stick it in his ear, you gotta give him some space!”
The grizzled captain and his young copilot exited the craft to reconnoiter. They were in the high desert, the air was brisk, and it was utterly dark except for twinkling starlight, a low crescent moon, and a faint glow on the horizon.
At an easy pace, they hiked toward the glow on the horizon. It turned out to be an empty gas station, brightly lit by sodium lights, but utterly silent.
Together, they approached the center gas pump in the first row. It displayed digits and letters, but it didn’t respond.
“Take us to your leader,” the captain said. The gas pump remained silent. “Perhaps he doesn’t hear well,” the captain said to his copilot.
“Take us to your leader,” the captain shouted. “It’s very important.” The gas pump remained silent.
“This is your last chance,” the captain bellowed. “Take us to your leader.” Simultaneously, the copilot raised his blaster to threaten the gas pump. Still, the pump did not respond.
“Now or else,” the captain said, while the copilot began to press the trigger on his blaster.
“No, No …” screamed the captain, reaching out to deflect the blaster, but it was too late.
The blaster hit the pump squarely in the middle, and the explosion was fearsome. The aliens ended up in the distance, 50 yards away, dazed and stunned by the concussion. Slowly, they regained consciousness.
“Tell me,” inquired the copilot. “How did you know the alien was going to be so dangerous?”
“In all my travels back and forth across the galaxy,” the captain responded, “I’ve learned at least one important thing - when you come across an alien who can wrap his dick around himself three times and still stick it in his ear, you gotta give him some space!”