Wednesday, November 21, 2012

ET Won't Be Phoning Home.

The coroner and the paramedic examined the body that had washed up on the beach.

"Is that what I think it is?" the paramedic asked.

"If you think the body is of what they call in ET extraterrestrial X-Files style folklore- a gray," the coroner replied, "then you'd be correct."

"How did it wash up on the beach here?" the paramedic scratched his head.

"His spaceship crashed in the ocean maybe," the coroner shrugged.

At that moment, a boat containing U.S. Navy SEALS landed on the beach.

"We'll take that body," said the commander of the SEALS unit.

"Go ahead," said the coroner not wanting to argue with a group of armed men.

"But this is Canadian soil," the paramedic grumbled to the coroner after the SEALS spirited away the body of the gray.

"Yes," the coroner admitted, "but another country's territory has never bothered America before. They just go and take what they can."

"Do you suppose that was an extraterrestrial Osama bin Laden?" the paramedic asked.

"Damn, did those SEALS beat me to the body of another gray?" Renfield asked in a cursing fashion as he arrived on the scene.


To be continued.

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