Sunday, July 18, 2010

Let's Not Be Beastly To The Alien Humanoid Coneheads, please!

Greetings From Another Planet ... and when I find out where that is, I'll let ya know!

Firstly, something I should get straight, here: I am not Artie Q. No, I am his alien conehead step brother. Artie has kindly allowed me to use this forum for this posting. OK, to business ...

Ain't there always some group that feels victimized, eh? ;) Initially, it was the chickens who, certainly after all this time feel that only under pain of death would they be foolish enough to "cross the road." (In chicken folklore many great poultry thinkers ponder how the stereotype of all those unfounded "Why did the chicken cross the road" jokes came about. I mean, are chickens usually found on busy streets ...? Hell No! They're either in a hutch or yard, so the likliehood of one lone winged type cogitating/complete with thought bubble about to ... cross the I-405 ... extremely unlikely, no?)

NOW, it's that other vociferous vocal lobbying body: Alien Humanoid Coneheads. I kid ye not! Not only do many Aliens feel they're unfairly the butt of Earth's stereotypical "humorous" stingers, but the Alien Humanoid Coneheads (AHC) have taken their greivances to a higher sensitive plane. It seems a wave of Earthling dignitaries who on a relations-improving visit to our planet, after a couple of alcoholic alien beverages thought to get "jiggy" with some of our more attractive females; hence we have a group of disenfranchised human-oid/alien conehead offsprings, like myself, who are neither fish nor fowl! (Neither alien or human.) The aliens don't like us and the humans make fun of us—What's up with that! So, we shall take the matter to the consciousness of all ... we shall be recognized! We shall not stop until we declare to the world(s), We are not victims!

"I'd like to thank the Acedemy, my agent, the mother ship I came to town in ... blah, blah, blah" Artie Alien.

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