We're supposed to have flown all the way across the galaxy to destroy a puny planet that has nothing we need. We don't try to talk, negotiate, or learn from them.
You think that's bad? Tell me how I'm supposed to have built this spaceship! I've got no hands for the love of God!
I hate Hollywood gigs.
It's better than being unemployed actors. But only slightly.
Listen to this: "Anal probing is no laughing matter. Your comic strip demeans and degrades those of us who are anally probed on a daily basis by our extra terrestrial superiors."
Hey! I got the same one!
Signed, President George W. Bush.
Maybe we should tell Vice President Cheney not to bother. There's no intelligent life in Washington anyways.