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Sunday, July 09, 2006

Third Bottle From The Sun

This morning, I woke up with a terrible head-ache and my stomach felt like it was turned inside out. I couldn't remember at all what had happened yesterday evening.

The obvious conclusion is that I got kidnapped by a UFO again. Some hyper intelligent alien species travelled thousands of lightyears to subject me to strange and unpleasant medical experiments. Then they erased my memory to prevent me from warning my fellow human beings about the approaching invasion.

And their cunning plan works! My wife just refuses to believe me, instead she claims I drank too much white whine yesterday at the barbecue party her boss gave. It's clear the aliens have brainwashed her, so now she is their willing spy!

We're all doomed!

(picture: lamps in one of the new departure halls at Madrid airport)

Posted by Bart at 10:18 PM
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