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Alien Transportation

He walked around the showroom the cars were shining bright He told the nearest salesman I do not see a bike They thought he meant motorcycles instead of brand-new cars The little green man got offended so he pedaled on back to Mars

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 5/30/2022 3:11:00 PM

That's a lot of physical labor even for a Martian! Enjoyed.

Bill Baker

Date: 5/29/2022 7:53:00 PM

Thank for a little light poetry, my friend.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/29/2022 8:37:00 PM

I'll have to lighten up a little more often. ~ Less Filling

John Watt

Date: 5/26/2022 1:00:00 PM

The metric Martian goes to the gas station and says, "Take me to your liter"

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/26/2022 7:03:00 PM

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Thanks for the Hilarious (!) comment, John. Keep those cards and letters comin'!

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 5/26/2022 3:47:00 AM

If we were to try to interpret a foreign language into English there would be so much confusion and so much wrong interpretation, at the end of which a completely different message will be received than what was intended, let alone from PLANET TO PLANET or from human to an alien from Mars. Hugs blessings, Jennifer.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/26/2022 7:05:00 PM

Vos zogt du, teyere freynd? Vos vils tsu? ~ I C What U Me NNN!