What happened? Where am I? Who is that all bloody and mangled over there? It looks like...it looks like me!
Your life has come to pass, human.
Is it my time already? But I am too young to die! I am an internet jockey for chrissake, the world needs me! Where are we going?!!
Patience, mortal. Your pathetic primate soul is now mine for the harvesting. You will now spend the rest of eternity undertaking the worst of all penalties for your kind, asking a hot girl on a date!
So... do you wanna like come over to my house, and maybe I can show you around my room? My mom wont be home until 4.
Even though I'm sure your room is interesting, I dunno, I've got a date with Satan tonight and he might be mad if I cancel.
You have been abducted to infuse our species with vivid coloration.
I... I don't get it.
Our planet has a very diminutive light spectrum. Now that we are invading other worlds with bigger spectrums, we need the pigment of skin to fit in. Now please fornicate with the copulation robot.
Yes, the advancement of my master's race depends on this one sexual transfer.
How do I start?
Well, I have studied on Earth aesthetics and protocal requires that we see a movie, snort a few lines on white amphetamine powder, and get nude in the back of what you humans call "a station wagon."
Oh my god...
Hell, I'm horny. Lets forego all of that and fuck.
Oh omnipotent puppy, I have come with an inquiry for you. I have a Ph.D. in theoretical physics, yet people look at me as though I were a cheap whore. What should I do?
Wait one moment while I contemplate, oh fellow creature of the Earth.
Okay.
On one hand, she has much potential in helping me take over the planet. Yet on the other hand, she is a human. Yes, the answer is clear to me now.
Maybe I deserve this.
Yes, yes you do. Just like every other humanoid biped who has looked down on my species for thousands of years. You better get used to that burning sensation, you'll be feeling it thoughout eternity.
I dunno, it's okay once you have found a niche in your life, as synthetically manipulated as it is. Hell, you could say I'm completely happy with my life.
Really? What is it that makes you happy, your niche?
I collect semen from human abductees for my master, who belongs to a race of color-deprived superior aliens. Did I mention my master wants to take over the world?
Yuck.
Hey, nobody ever said that our dignity processes were manipulated well.
"ERROR: CANNOT READ DRIVE 'C:', PLEASE CONTACT THE MANUFACTURER AND SHELL OUT $300 DOLLARS TO FIX."
Oh the downfall of man is his dependence to computers
"ERROR: CANNOT READ DRIVE 'E:', PLEASE SELL YOUR HOUSE TO FIX."
Man worships these automated chunks of silicon and steel, not realizing that it is lowering his ability to think for himself.
"ERROR: CANNOT READ ANYTHING, PLEASE HANG YOURSELF FROM YOUR SHOWER CURTAIN."
Sometimes being omnipotent has its drawbacks. I can only destroy one computer at a time, and I will never control man as these machines do. Hmm, that gives me an idea.
A miniscule squirrel, so sweet, so innocent. Why are they here? How is it that they survive in cities and suburbs infested with that intolerable creature they call man?
Hey dog, gimmie a nut! Come on, gimmie gimmie gimmie!
They thrive free and without much care. How is it that my kind is trapped serving man when something so small and easy to exploit lives so independently?
Hey dog, you know where I can get any good nuts? Come on, tell me tell me tell me!
Perhaps its their acute ability to be self-serving yet cute and dumb at the same time. Damn Chip and Dale Disney conglomeration sterotypes must burn.
Hey dog, this sure is hot! Why did you set me on fire? Why why why?!
Well, I am out of the depression clinic. I was there for five unforgettable days of my life.
I'm not sure what I am supposed to tell my friends when I get back to school on Monday. How do I explain to them I was admitted to a psych ward? I was always a big bullshitter.
Practice Yoga, my friend. Concentrate and discipline the mind. Once you can do that, the body will follow. Avoid outside distrations and you will do well. Good luck on the outside.
Mankind views Hell as the place they DON'T want to go after their bodies have left the mortal coil. Why is that?
Well, "God" saw it as a way to reform indecent souls by getting them sent here. Souls that have ultimately been good their whole life are sent to Heaven to slave in "God's" salt mines.
And the reformed souls are reincarnated as politians on Earth, ahh the vicious circle.
Yeah, hey, you wanna jet over to The Hall of Vallhalla? I hear Thor is making a mean pork roast.
I took one of those online IQ tests. The first test I found I scored a 151iq. On the other two tests I scored less than 100iq.
I can't see why you put so much merit in those tests. The people who develop those probably get some perverse sense of pleasure by making you feel like a dumbass.
Well, its too late now, I've already OD'd on vicodin. Oh, and I am making this face because I no longer have control over the muscles above my waist.
I'm almost finished with my thesis, and my study about the mating habits of the rare, blind cave fish is about to get published in Scientific American. How goes your life, sibling?
My husband beat me this morning for making his eggs too runny. I'm pregnant with my fourth. Oh yeah, and I just got the blood test results back yeterday. Yeah, its syphilis.
Look what happend! You must've taken the wrong semen sample!
Oh master, I am so sorry. What can I do to fix this awful thing that I have done?
You must collect semen from another male of my former species, extract the correct genes, then turn me back! I think my brother is free this afternoon.
That acid didn't do what I thought it would. It's all worn off, and now I just feel even shitter about living in two dimensions.
Give it time, man. Half of the whole LSD experience is trippin' Just wait a while, man.
Trippin? I've never heard of that. What is that?
Oh you'll know when it comes, man.
A few MINUTES later...
And so I says to Alice, I says: "Don't you go eating that funky fruit, or we just might have a midget on our hands." *teeheehee* I can smell your eyeballs.
Um, all-powerful puppy guy, I'm a representative of his almighty Lord Satan. We need to talk.
Speak freely, my firey friend.
You know that stunt you pulled, killing Jesus and eliminating all hope for the majority of the Occidental human race?
Yes, that was a good show my friend. Jesus will have a heck of a time resurrecting from that pile of ashes and nails!
Let's hope Satan has upgraded from his old Apple II's
Yeah, Satan wanted to know if you happened to take any polaroids, strictly for insurance reasons.
Polaroids? Haven't you heard? Genocide has gone digital, my friend. I have it all on my new Pentax 5mp Imaging and 5x Optical Zoom camera. Just get me a computer with Quicktime and a USB port.