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Topher McNamara's last day on Earth was anything but normal.
At approximately 6:10 in the morning, he woke abruptly to alarming shrieks. The blood-curdling yelps sent chills down his spine. When he came to, Topher McNamara looked outside with hesitance. The visual just made it worse. Several dogs were being ripped apart by a pack of werewolves. And there was nothing he could do about it.Oh yeah, and who could possibly forget about those hideous aliens invading?
Topher couldn't. No one could.
Noah wrote: "At approximately 6:10 in the morning, he woke abruptly to alarming shrieks. The blood-curdling yelps sent chills down his spine. When he came to, Topher McNamara looked outside with hesitance. The ..."*GASP* rule breaker! That's ok, we'll work off of that.
Topher's first thought was of his parents, but it quickly turned to his baseball card collection.
Ben wrote: "Noah wrote: "At approximately 6:10 in the morning, he woke abruptly to alarming shrieks. The blood-curdling yelps sent chills down his spine. When he came to, Topher McNamara looked outside with he..."Doh. Sorry, Ben! I didn't read that part about graphic violence.
Proceed to the immersion...
He couldn't quite get over the fact that baseball was on its way out. America's favorite pastime? Not anymore. Cell phones were every American's pastime now. And that's precisely why the aliens came down from the sky to eviscerate the human race in the first place.
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But they claimed that their devices were only used for so-called emergencies. It's funny how we're all alike at times, even with differing planets at war with each other.
Topher had a cellphone once......once.
But he trades him for the precious baseball card, which he, unfortunately, drop in the toilet that morning!!!
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What a relief when Topher realized it was not his baseball card at all, but a photo of a political candidate, he-who-must-not-be-named, which the toilet promptly reverse flushed and by so doing morphed it into something unforeseen.
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"Tophy?" McBern cooed in a voice that sounded like sandpaper scraping across a biker's stubbled chin. "Little Tophy? Is that you? Oh you is gonna pay for what you did!"
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"Beejeebers, McBern," Topher said while slobber ran onto his bib, "I got no moolah for what to pay for that with."
But wait, in that exact moment, Topher remember something what strange old man, who gave him baseball card, says to him: "When time come...
(wait; one sentence at a time, right?)"...Aliens will save the human race from the killer werewolves, and you will be their guide."
(yes, ONE SENTENCE at a time, folks)Topher waved his arms at the aliens desperately trying to flush themselves down his toilet since he knew he couldn't speak their language.
Just then, Topher felt sympathetic toward the little green aliens trying to escape by any means necessary...and he realized that he should opt to save the pair of them, and together, just maybe they could defeat those mangy werewolves.
He picked up the plunger and started using it on the aliens with all his might, in a desperate attempt to flush them to safety.(hmmm...pleasant story this!?)
Amid the gnashing teeth and tearing claws, Topher managed to slip from the grasp of a werewolf and bolt for the door.
"WAIT! We aren't the bad guys here..." one of the werewolves said.
The leader werewolf turning into a literary agent announced: "He's an indie, not that tasty anyway. Let's devour some bestselling dude."
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Because Topher helped the aliens take down all the cell phone towers.
Then used the dismantled metal to build a space ship.
And oddly enough, that collaboration would spring forth the beginning stages of the most bizarre how-to reality series ever to be shown on HGTV.
But, unfortunately, the show was hosted by Guy Fieri for some reason unbeknownst to the world at large.
His insistence that salsa splattered across citing boards could double as 'art' was the cause of great distress to many decorators, though the trend was later taken up by a great many avant-garde artists, and soon became a national phenomenon.
Mr. Fieri, known for his charismatic and overtly frosty spikes, of which he always tried to pass off as actual hair follicles, later revealed on a very special episode of Space Shippers that he was in fact, an alien that had been sent down to earth to go undercover many years ago.
Aliens' celibacy was almost over and once this knowledge spread, the clichéd but so real tension filled the air
Especially taking into consideration that Guy had been infamous for proclaiming during several episodes just how superior alien machinery was compared to "these know-it-all human nothings that are killing this planet" and for sporadically talking in strange, unknown languages at will.
The Werewolf agents, feeling personally scorned, declared to destroy anything made by Topher or the aliens that would help them escape the planet.
The werewolves, however, had sadly failed to contact any local news stations or post their declaration on social media, and the fateful announcement went largely unnoticed.
So after learning of the senseless act of destroying all the cell towers, the werewolves developed a code that would cause all the devices to explode on their command from a remote location, seriously injuring all but Topher who no longer carried a cell phone, making him bend to their will and not the aliens'.
The last hero of the telecom biz, honorable engineer Johnny sacrificied himself while restoring some of the cells and jamming aliens' telepathic network with his extremely morbid thoughts
Greg: It was a dark and stormy night.
Dharma: The thunder shook the house, rattling the pictures on the wall.
Yes, I did just make a Dharma and Greg reference. You're welcome.
Anyway, make sense?
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