Moonshine Talking
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Within the hour, bulletins hit every repeater.
(AP 11/9/2016) A New Comet is Birthed - Call it CRAPPER?
Moments ago, an orbital object lit up the darkened northern skies of Earth like fraternity vomit, the thousand mile long streak a ghastly yellowish green. Astronomers have already assayed its composition using sophisticated spectral scanners, and reveal it to be a monstrous cone of liquid animal waste.
An urgent call to the the International Space Station confirmed they were not the offender, and Man must now ask if we have
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been invaded, at long last, by interstellar honeydippers.
Others were quick to call it a comet, its shape vaguely characteristic of regular visitors to our solar system. While that may comfort some, already space scientists are saying the noxious tail is pointing the wrong direction and the composition is less like a dirty snowball, and more like a fountaining sewer main.
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Join Shaklee and Amway, two enterprising aliens hell-bent on selling moonshine to the outer worlds. Towed into low Earth orbit, their penniless campaign immediately collides with human ambition and downhome hillbilly charm.
Chief among their opposition is the new president-elect, a genuine backwoods Tennessee boy aided by his girlfriend from the stars.
It's a silly, improbable tale of human folly and extraterrestrial nonsense.
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Join Shaklee and Amway, two enterprising aliens hell-bent on selling moonshine to the outer worlds. Towed into low Earth orbit, their penniless campaign immediately collides with human ambition and downhome hillbilly charm.
Chief among their opposition is the new president-elect, a genuine backwoods Tennessee boy aided by his girlfriend from the stars.
It's a silly, improbable tale of human folly and extraterrestrial nonsense.