The Moon sent me an email last night, and it is a dire warning.
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Dear Sirs –
I have had enough, and as a result I will plunge into the Earth during the next fortnight. I am thinking about striking Texas, but I might miss and take out Oklahoma too.
The reason for my attack… No one cleaned up these damn golf balls that Buzz Aldrin hit.
Sincerely,
The Moon
P.S. I am made of rock, not cheese, for the record. So if I hit the Earth, it will hurt!
Dear Sirs –
I have had enough, and as a result I will plunge into the Earth during the next fortnight. I am thinking about striking Texas, but I might miss and take out Oklahoma too.
The reason for my attack… No one cleaned up these damn golf balls that Buzz Aldrin hit.
Sincerely,
The Moon
P.S. I am made of rock, not cheese, for the record. So if I hit the Earth, it will hurt!
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We must protect ourselves. Someone call the trampoline industry and have them set up a bunch around San Antonio. Also maybe someone could close the dome roof of the stadium where the Dallas Cowboys play – that couldn’t hurt.
Lastly, we should give Buzz Aldrin to the moon in a ritualistic sacrifice. Maybe that will call off the dogs?
If none of that works, it’s not really a big deal, I suppose… cause it’s only Texas!
We must protect ourselves. Someone call the trampoline industry and have them set up a bunch around San Antonio. Also maybe someone could close the dome roof of the stadium where the Dallas Cowboys play – that couldn’t hurt.
Lastly, we should give Buzz Aldrin to the moon in a ritualistic sacrifice. Maybe that will call off the dogs?
If none of that works, it’s not really a big deal, I suppose… cause it’s only Texas!
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