Alien Stole My Beer
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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I was standing outside my back porch when this alien spaceship landed in my backyard lights were shining bright and I could barely see but then they dimmed and I could see. So a stare. A set of stairs comes out of the side of the ship and a little alien man. He comes stepping down the stairs and he walks up to me. He's a small fella about four ft tall and he snatches my beard from out of my hand and chugs it down the whole thing. He burped, smiled, gave me the finger or at least I think he did. He only had three fingers but it was the middle one that he kind of gestured at me with and then handed the beer back to me and walked back up the stairs to the ship and flew up into the sky and a flash now what in the **** do you call that? I ain't made eye contact with a little creature since but this past week I keep missing beers in my fridge. I'll buy a case and it will be completely wiped out the following day. Nothing left but an empty cardboard box. It's the alien. He's a thief. He keeps stealing my beers. Now lookie here tonight we're gonna catch that little tiny son of *****, We're gonna stake him out. Now booby trapped the entire kitchen, anything that comes in won't ever get out. I got me some zappers too. This could be payday if we catch him, we could get top dollar. How much do you think? A little four ft alien go for a million Five million. Heck, I aim to find out. You in or out. All right, good. We take him alive tonight. It's go time.