Jun 12, 2015
They are the advance team from the Mother Ship. They will keep you on the phone and as you are listening to their timeshare pitch, they will zap your brain through your ear with thought-controlling high energy beams. They beamed up my cat last night. I told him never to pick up the phone. Besides, without opposable thumbs, you won't be able to hang on the line anyway. Now he is gone. Alas. I hope they leave my hamster alone. And my dog.