Go Out There And Win One For The Kiffer

The truth is that aliens landed years ago and have already managed to infiltrate most, if not all of the places we frequent on a daily basis. Every single person out there knows someone who just doesn't get it or might not seem to fit in completely. That man or woman who has always been just a tad bit strange. They say the most bizarre things at the most inexplicable times.

Your gut feeling on this was right on . . . 100%, grade A no if's-and's-or-but's about it alien.

That freak who lives below you in your apartment complex and always decides to invite 37 of his best friends over and play his stereo way too loud every Tuesday night at 2:00 AM . . . alien.

That moron who winks at you as you hurriedly and uncomfortably try to get on the elevator every morning before allowing him the opportunity to wink at you yet again . . . alien.

The lilac haired checkout woman at the grocery store who can somehow chew gum, ask you disinterestedly how your day was and whistle the theme to The Dukes of Hazzard simultaneously while calling Ethel over the loudspeaker for another price check on jiffy pop popcorn . . . alien.

That dude who just cut you off in traffic . . . alien.

Heck, while we're at it, why not just zap the whole lot of 'em? Their all freakin' aliens afterall.

Right?


Ben O. (Two feet firmly planted on tera firma - for the time being, at least.)