I always said that my punk rock band would be called Jeffrey Dahmer’s Lunchbox.
Uh, oh. Does this mean the Kanamit now own Barnes and Noble?
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The band. The signage a [sigh, head shake sadly] chuckle. ‘Muirca, Foke Yeah!
Pair it with a nice chianti.
I can never forget the old Rod Serling’s Twilight Zone. Where the Aliens came to earth and gave us their Great Book called :”To Serve Man”, that we could just not translate at first. Thousands of willing humans left for their Alien Planet to be “served”. But at the very end, the Great Book of Wisdom was translated, and it was a cookbook for human meat, “To serve Man”. I will Never forget that lesson.
I have blogswarmed this: Far the more likely thousands upon thousands of cavernous spacecraft, vast slaughter-houses piloted by ravenous vaguely reptilian creatures, replete with horns and folked tail, intent not as benevolent overseers of the demise of this world and our current iteration in human evolution and our children’s evolution onto the next iteration of humanity but as ravenous reptilian creatures… you know, hungry lizards.
We did, afterall, invite them to “Come Eat!”
They were meant to be fed the mighty hot dog. Potassium nitrate infused sphincter meat is good enough for them.
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We look at the planet’s history — When advanced civilizations encounter primitive civilizations, the outcome usually isn’t good for the primitives.
It was a short story (by Damon Knight) long before The Twilight Zone made it famous. Give credit (to the author) where credit is sue.
I always wondered if they used cookbooks in Soylent Green or they just made up recipes.
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