“What the hell? Are they making fun
of us?”
“This is bullshit.”
“This is fucking bullshit.”
“Stupid goddamn aliens.”
“I'm going to kick their asses.”
“Yeah, let's kick their goddamn
asses.”
“Wait, hang on. We can't.”
“Why the hell not?”
“I know one of them.”
“Which one?”
“The middle one. He works with my
wife. He was over to the house once. At that barbecue, remember?”
“Oh yeah. He seemed nice.”
“He's cool.”
“Should we say hi?”
“No, it's too awkward. Let's just
hide here until they wander off. Then we can trash that dumbass
spaceship.”
“The Anti-Meeting Alliance strikes
again!”
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