I knew aliens were real. The government kept them a secret but I knew. Now they’re here. Though not to kill us.
“We want those shiny things.”
“Yes. Those. What do you pea-brained species call them?”
“Figures. Art isn’t appreciated. You appreciate…who’s that woman you adore?”
“I said woman.”
“Yes. Why? Never mind. I’m killing brain cells looking at you. Give us the shiny things. Or we end your species. Though it’s too late. Thanks, I lost the community pool. I gave you all to 2020. Oh well. Goodbye earthlings.”