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Welcome to the story of Sunev and Nacluv! |
Sunev and Nacluv came to Earth as scouts for a pre-invasion force. As luck would have it, they landed in Washington, DC where they found no intelligent life. Depressed over their failure, they stumbled into a strange looking establishment with a lot of stools filled with a lot of happy, loud, and seemingly friendly humans who were facing a long wooden, highly polished table. On the other side of the long table, a human man came over to them wearing a white shirt with the name 'Michael' written across it and asked what they would like. Before Nacluv could say something stupid, Sunev quickly pointed to a big stick atop a square box that she had seen 'Michael' drawing some sort of liquid from. Looking over at Nacluv for his order, Nacluv cleverly said 'ditto'. As they watched the human man 'Michael' drawing the liquid into two tall glasses, and noting the revelry about them, they decided to give their mission one last shot. The human 'Michael' brought over the glasses and placed them before them. Sunev and Nacluv stared at the glasses for a moment and then being the adventurous type that he is, Nacluv waited for Sunev to take the first sip. Wearing a look that was not complimentary to Nacluv, she slowly raised the glass to her lips and took a short taste. Her eyes lit up and her head tilted slightly to one side as her brain analyzed the liquid. She took a sip, then another, then one more to insure her cranial findings were on the mark. Satisfied that the liquid was as good as it seemed, she gulped down the rest of her glass, then reached over, grabbed Nacluv's and gulped his down too. "What is this liquid?" she asked the human 'Michael' who was watching intently. Sensing renewed energy in their mission, Sunev and Nacluv began vocally interfacing with 'Michael' and those around them. As the plan was to remain in the establishment for a short time, our pair of aliens soon found that time had whisked by. The human 'Michael' had given them human faire to sample along with a wide variety of other tasty liquids to try. When at last they had left the strange establishment, they reported to their supreme leader of their findings. 'PARTY PLANET!' So, someday, someplace, instead of seeing pink elephants, you might see two ordinary looking aliens sipping upon a drink or two ... remember, they are investigating us, so be a good representative of the planet Earth, and buy them a round.
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