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PS. I'm from Mars, and that's so close I don't even call myself alien. Alien is such a rude term. You guys are the foreigners and aliens.
Originally posted by Midnight Mutilator
Not sure how to explain this, but,....here goes.
This morning I went about my usual routine ,....you know, coffee, shower, '___', Peyote, breakfast and out the door to tend my garden. To my surprise and utter amazement, I began to feel all funny like. Something was wrong. I looked down and found that my britches had fallen 'round my ankles exposing me and "Them" to everyone around. Now, For SOME strange reason, someone had replaced my beautifully tended garden for a crowded shopping mall. I know, odd. Then "They" started to whisper to me.
"Forget about those hallucinations running towards you with anger on their faces, they are not real! we are!" they screamed. So, I pulled up my pants and started to run through my garden that now resembled a crowded shopping mall. When I got to the glowing green door of Alpha-Tri-Sulfate 6 I thought i was going to be safe. I was wrong. Behind the door i was faced with thousands of lauging penguins and dainty monkies. They all began to chant and sing all the while, throwing lovely beans and tiny tasty cakes at my face.