Friday, July 24, 2009

Scope out the hula girls on THIS island

It's another "Fuck You, Alien" - inspired by the Dickensian stylings found here. So what are you gonna do about it?

What did you do, Metaluna Monster? What did you DO?

You have, like, six kinds of guilt written all over your face (and brain, and veins), like the family dog after it’s had complete run of the house for the last four hours while you run a “quick errand.”

Whatever mess you've made, Metaluna Monster, it won’t easily be forgiven or forgotten by either of us (with a brain that size can you forget ANYTHING?). Do you know how HARD it is to get stains out of the carpet? (Have you ever heard of wiping your fucking feet off before entering a spaceship? I mean really.) Dirt, grease, blood. ALIEN blood. OMG (Oh My Gorn), alien blood WILL NOT come out even if you used an entire club soda bottling plant. You might as well buy a whole new carpet.

When I find out what you’ve done, Metaluna Monster, you better not be around. It. Will. Not. Be. Pleasant.

Image from This Island Earth Copyright 2009 by NBC Universal. No infringement of those rights is intended.

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