It started like any invasion during the early weekend no one was realizing it. All too busy to watch the game, or to wash the car, or to understand something about the pile of clothes that had taken possession of the room during the week. Their ships would not have attracted attention, however, with those colors kind sad dark gray, metallic silver, black smoke, in short, colors that make shit here on earth. I think the first problem to their invasion was to find parking, but still somehow made it through thanks to their superior intelligence and also with stunning blows ass. Down from their flying saucers were found in front of the town deserted, no one on the streets, shops closed but open flower. Not interested floral tribute to the human race but to subdue it, have gone further and have begun to explore the streets. A little 'low these aliens. If someone was looking out from the balcony that day he could find one on the shoulders of the other aims to peek in the windows on the ground floor. Someone is startled, hit from "flying fuck" caused by error bars, or arbitration. Heck you were busy! They had come here to impose their rule, the fact that no one will filasse was not tolerable! Humans would have paid dearly for this affront. There was a summit of aliens in the park closer to where I had parked. The benches were all occupied by homeless people who proved unwilling to immediately give way, despite being under the threat of mysterious alien weaponry. Meeting up then, so many were complaining that it hurt his back after driving up to it, that the streets were dirty and not wanted to sit on the floor. Worse than a trip to the elementary luckily none of them escaped, but because they had a bladder. I decided to make a dramatic gesture to attract the attention of the nation, thought of planting their flag on the tallest building in the city. They walked a long time, but they eventually realize that the accursed palaces were all more or less the same height, and then their standard alien is too confused with the laundry hung out to dry. They were eager to destroy something but could not take the initiative. You sink into a bar at the end, no one was interested in them because they were all looking upwards to watch television. They began to play the slot machines, their communicators looks a lot like the chips that fit in qulle infernal machines. Lost them all after a couple of hours. No longer able to communicate with the mother ship, or to each other, had panicked. They had been trained to deal with critical situations such as that in which they were, because it begins with trying to blend in among the people. They stole a couple of suits from nearby stalls and divided.
do not know what happened to. You are too well camouflaged. Who does the window cleaner, who sells CDs burned with a lot of rasta ... have no desire to return home, but their desire to conquer our planet is still alive ... Waiting for the right moment! Let's pay attention then!
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