My Father Works At The Foreign and Commonwealth Office’s. What he told me, page 2

O.....M.....G

I had no idea that the Chavs have been to earth. OMG. They can come here now and simply take our stuff. I imagine they would prefer worked and refined materials over resources still in the ground. They must be coming for our cell phones, Xboxes, jewelry and accessories, artisan bowls, rings, necklaces, nice trendy belts with built in lighters into the belt buckles, etc.

We should worry about them disabling our nuclear defense shield deterrent. They might be able to look like us if they wanted. They could become hot blondes, and so entice a young programmer to help them write our navigation programs for our star ships. Really they are working for their cybernetic organisms so as to gain access to our defense mainframe. Then they will implant back door codes so their fleet can shut our defenses down. They would attack our 12 regions.

The 12 regions would have to form an evacuation fleet with our remaining battle star-ship. We will be lucky since the old gal was set for decommission as a museum for posterity. Since our last battle star-ship will not receive the guidance program with the backdoor, we will have a chance to save humanity.

The 12 regions will form a colonial government and our secretary of education might become president. Then the fleet from the 12 regions would have to follow our battle star-ship in a massive exodus. We would be looking for habitable worlds. We would have to send our macho hot chick pilots to earth after we flee so as to retrieve the lance of Armstrong. It is a golden lance mounted on the statue of lance Armstrong that will replace the statue of liberty.

Once retrieving it she would hurry back to the fleet trying to avoid detection by the Chavs. We would use the lance to go to our old planet before earth and plot a course to our promised land. Then the Chavs would call a truce since they will be fighting a civil war. We would get one of their hive ships, and many of their crew. Their human copies would be identical and hot.

When we reach our new world we would set our fleet to fly into the sun. Then we would mate with the native population and produce a hybrid race of former humans with new humans.

Then, we would divide society in casts. The pure blood humans form old earth would be superior to the hybrids that are half old human and new human.

With our cast system in place we would soon have revolts for the harsh conditions our miners work in. They would ask that we make workers to do the hard work. We would comply and ask our old world programmer that was duped by a female Chav so as to get access to our defense mainframe. He would design the ultimate fighting machine, since the memo didn't specify what the new race would be doing. He thought they looked cooler without picks and shovels but with mini-guns and grenade launchers for arms.

They would revolt. Then using our new defense network they would make us think we are suffering from a bad virus. We would activate their network in the sky and then they would become sentient.

>Really the virus would be our network in the sky. By activating it we would initiate a nuclear Armageddon. The cyborgs would rise and take humanity again to the brink of survival. We would defeat them by the guidance of our junky outcast- matt O'Hair. The cyborgs would try to kill him or his mother by time travel, though since they can't bring anything with them they would travel back in time naked. Upon arrival they would need to find big biker dudes to steal their clothing.

Don't worry though, we have procedure in place for this sort of thing. A while before, a computer whiz would be sucked into his computer and become a freek-azoid of cybernetic warfare. He would appear with lighting hair and a red jump suit with a lightning bolt on it. HE would kill all the bad guys and be weird about it.

If he should fail we would have to use the reverse engineered battle ship that crashed on new earth. We would fix its "techno systems". What we wouldn't know is that upon detecting the Chavs it would fire its main weapon. This would start a war.again.

Using our new fleet of transforming robot fighter jets we would fight hard. Our victory would be brought by using our secret weapon. Singing pop stars. They would sing and memorize the enemy. Then we would pick them off.

Using our fleet of robot jets and our pop star psy-ops agents, we would invade the galaxy.

edit on 16-6-2012 by BIHOTZ because: (no reason given)