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Late night radio rception in the cottonfields...
a week ago
It was 1959 and an unexpected transmission was received on his brand new Philco 5 tube parlor radio, Farmer Jackson looked at his wife to say "DA-WHAT?" as he drank his home brew beer
Greetings pitiful Earthlings, we are the Tobbiogian Empire, we have come to enslave your entire planet and... What is it Golphorian? Un huh, yeah, your kidding me. No, you are not? I see. A-hem, Greetings Glorious Earthling friends, we are the Tobbiogian Empire, we have come to discuss trade negotiations and possible ally terms."
[i]"Nuclear bombs, who the farg forgot to tell me these creatures have nuclear bombs?"
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Greetings pitiful Earthlings, we are the Tobbiogian Empire, we have come to enslave your entire planet and... What is it Golphorian? Un huh, yeah, your kidding me. No, you are not? I see. A-hem, Greetings Glorious Earthling friends, we are the Tobbiogian Empire, we have come to discuss trade negotiations and possible ally terms."
[i]"Nuclear bombs, who the farg forgot to tell me these creatures have nuclear bombs?"
[/i]
Tai-1
~tai-1
*snorts*
Hovard
~hovard
Sounds about right. Dang skin monkeys were even putting them on rockets
blacklion68
~blacklion68
Sell the xenos the big block of frozen man eating Jello stashed up at the North Pole.
DireWolf505
~direwolf505
*Snert* 'Bout right.
Major Matt Mason
~marmelmm
