Evil Aliens Page #5

I don't even wanna know

how this technology works!

Three-seat-model.

Reaches lightspeed in about 6.2 seconds.

Uses brain-steering.

Atleast, now we know how

many aliens are out there.

The mainland-police says they don't

have a plan for an alien-invasion.

But he wished us a nice evening.

Those bastards!

I think that's kind of sweet.

- Did you see that? Her nose f***in' lit up!

- Amazing! It's an implant.

They're either have a tracking-device, or...

...or somekind of remote-control.

- Do you think it's a good idea?

- It's safer if we get it out.

Too much for gay city-slickers, ey?

Looks like the locals gets

smashed on it too.

Come, Cat.

Time to get in the game.

Got to sort my head out...

Ugly runts 'aint they!

Michelle Fox here,

reporting from an actual alien craft.

This stuff is really amazing, isn't it!

- What the f*** are you doin'?!

- Hand me the money, and I let you know!

Hell's sh*t, what's that!?

Just...

...keep...

...filming..!

That's a good boy!

Come on. Sit boy!

Let's get away from here,

before the owners miss Fido.

You f***in' rocked back there, babe.

- Thanks

- It's okey.

I f***in' hate pets!

Think we should go outside and take a look?

This is a chance for contact.

Yeah, great! Let's duke it out

with the monsters from outer space!

- They prefer to be called "visitors".

- You'd know, cause you read it

on internet?!

- Don't pick on his because he's brave.

- Oh, shut up!

- "Braver"?

- You won't believe what

these farmer's done!

This may not sound well for

intergalactic harmony, but...

...they're real!

Aliens are real!

Thank you!

Thank you, lord!

Don't tell us:
"told you so", Gorman.

Excuse me, but before we start our picnic,-

why do you think we're safe out here?

We saw their ship, it had only three seats

and we now seen three alien corpses.

Where are our heroic farmers now, then?

They're burning the other two

alien bodies over there.

Who's pretty flesh are you

burning there brothers?

Cat... is that you?

You sound odd.

I'm hurt. Something attacked me.

Help me.

Oh, f***!

- Sounds like trouble.

- Let's check it out.

This is bad!

We got to get out of here, now!

Dito, this is just getting too real for me.

Those farmers looked pretty macho.

What chance do we got?

Gorman!

F***, don't do that!

- Look at the farmers!

You said that no one was left alive!

- Perhaps we was wrong about

the amount of aliens on that ship.

- Perhaps Fido had a bigger brother?

- Fido?

Yeah, we sort of killed a pet...

I wish I could have seen that.

What did it look like?

Excuse me, Gorman. I think we got

more pressing concerns!

We should get back to the mini-bus.

For safety, arm up with

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