It was a cold night in the desert. Tony spent his bundle in full, gruntingly bingeing away on exotic perfume commercials, until finally the connection was lost. Still fascinated by the smells of unexplored territories, he was about to get more than he bargained for.
They say a proper abduction leaves one blissfully unaware. This one, however, left some marks. Visionary minds knew it all along. Aliens were suckers for real nineties American Pale-Ales flying straight.
The idea got probed. A deeper connection was established. Another abductee converted. There was no way back.
Join the believers.
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