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So dark and stormy, in fact, that the aliens couldn't see the field. The pilot thought they were two storeys off the ground: a moment later, they crashed into it.
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The captain emerged from the bathroom, zipping up his fly and shouting at the pilot."What the hell, Dave? That's the third time this month..."
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Ah, never mind George. I'll fix it, I mean how hard can it be?
Suddenly, a klaxon rang out around the bridge. The captain spun around to George, fury in his eyes."Dammit, George. I thought we turned off the that's-what-she-said-alarm?"
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"Off you go, off you go!" - screeched the parrot in its cage. "Stop yelling at me, bird or..."
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"Empty threat! Empty threat!" The parrot squawked.
"Shut up, crazy thing!"The farmer crept to the door, opened it slightly, listened.
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...and vodka. His precious smuggled vodka?! He felt his temper rising...
He ran back for the bird which had a key tied to its foot. Without time to separate the two, the farmer ran to the large cupboard in the corner of the room.
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...fiercly, blinding the old farmer for a moment. Throwing the bird across the room and reaching down the his fingers clasped over....
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Frozen in horror the farmer watched as the spider started a tap dance...
It's legs got tangled up and it fell over into a ball. The farmer watched the spider struggle until...
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Meanwhile, the aliens had left their ship. The captain was scratching his head in dismay."Listen up crew, I think we're in real trouble this time..."
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"Have you forgotten our meeting at Galactic Command?"No one answered the captain. The only sound was the deep moo from the cow they had narrowly missed in the crash.
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'Holy cow,' he cursed under his breath. 'And my labourer is out for another week! Poor cows - all that stink...'
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"Um, Captain?" said George. "Look at the chronometer. 21 days have passed since we said anything. The Stasis Whosits Whatsis has zapped us with suspended animation again!"
'Run naked through the undergrowth eat dirt, bird droppings and worms.'
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'The paint peeling on the ceilings not peeling on our ceiling.'
"Not that freakin old song again." The captain said, a scowl on his face. Red light strobed through the cockpit then, as the fire brigade arrived.
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"Bloody Aliens again" said Sparky, growling low in his throat. The old fireman ....
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"Medical reasons my fluffy butt." Sparky grumbled.
Meanwhile, the tap dancing spider had reached the alien ship. The captain squealed like a girl when he saw it: "I hate spiders." He said, as he leapt into George's lap.
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"But he's got the scariest, flappiest clown hands I've ever seen," gasped The Captain as he hit the floor and squealed like a girl. Again.
The cockpit was quite crowded by now, with the pilots, the firemen, the farmer, sparky and the spider all standing around."So much for a stealth landing." Grumbled Steven from the floor, eyeing the spider and its clown hands suspiciously.
The spider, who had up until this moment remained silent, cleared his throat. "Excuse me, but if you would all please step away from the controls, I'll land this old rust bucket with no problem!" And with a flap of his enormous clown hands, he felw across the crowded cockpit and landed on the pilot's seat.
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"He's transforming!" The fireman cried, realising he had left the anti transformation serum in the truck.
Everyone watched from between their fingers, tentacles and massive clown hands as Sparky slowly oozed across the floor, before dripping through a poorly soldered floor panel."Damn!" Cursed the spider. "That's going to play merry hell with renewing the 'Interstellar Personal Accident Insurance' next month!"
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And for a while, it looked like everyone had died ...
A bell chimed. Something moved under the broken panels, groaned...
It was a dark and stormy night...