So I said to him "that's doesn't look like my dog".
I understand the joke, but don't find that it's underlying implications are such that the normal audience of such foolishness would fully appreciate it's meaning.
So my teeth are pretty gosh darn sharp. And not just physically pointy either, they make me exude an aura of coolness. Not that I'd expect you to understand; your just a girl.
So anyway I had better be going, you know things to do people to impress and all.
Are you that guy who takes things from the dumpsters at my school?
Wait a minute, what was I just doing? I think there was a man at the door...
Oh ya, I ordered out for this nifty alien.
On my old planet you would be working for me without rest because you are old and worthless. Perhaps I shall kill you and do alien rituals to your corpse.
Your suffering is about to become my extreme pleasure Earth slave.
Hey, you're the alien who killed me in my bathtub and made it look like suicide and then my wife got depressed and killed herself, but I was actually an invisible zombie and she couldn't see me, but I
Now go forth to carry out the plan which I have layed out for you.
Uh-huh
You will infiltrate the government using your vaguely human looks to trick the gaurds and steal me all US military plans so as to let me intiate major pwnage over humans.
I fear that my construction is too similar to the cliche robots of 50's movies for people to take me seriously. I have lightbulbs for eyes, and my body is a tin can.
Well that's cool and all, but why is your head made out of meat?
It's stupid because it doesn't come in episode format.
And so the saga ends with our heros 300 miles from civilization, 137 years in the past, in the middle of a drug trip, and starting to become proficient at using dirt as weapons. They ar*OUT OF SPACE*