Roswell Deconstructed

Two aliens landed in Roswell, New Mexico near a gas station that was closed for the night.

They approached one of the gas pumps and the younger alien addressed it saying, "Greetings, Earthling. We come in peace. Take us to your leader."

The gas pump did not respond.

The younger alien became angry at the total silence.

The older alien said, "I'd calm down if I were you."

The younger alien ignored the warning and repeated his greeting.

Again there was no response.

Annoyed by what he perceived to be the pump's hauteur, he drew his raygun and said, "For the last time, Earthling, we come in peace. Do not ignore us this way! Take us to your leader or I will fire!"

The older alien again warned his comrade saying, "You probably don't want to do that. I really don't think you want to piss this one off."

"Bullshit," replied the cocky, young alien . He aimed his weapon at the pump and opened fire.

There was a huge explosion. A massive fireball roared toward the aliens and blew the younger visitor from space off his feet and deposited him an incinerated, smoking carcass 200 yards away in a cactus patch.

Half an hour passed.

When he finally regained consciousness, the young alien refocused his three eyes, straightened his antennae and cast a dazed glance at the older wiser alien who had backed off and was now standing over him shaking his fluorescent green cranium.

"What a ferocious sonofabitch!" exclaimed the young, fried alien. "He goddamned near killed me! How did you know he was so dangerous?"

The older alien leaned over, placed a friendly feeler on his crispy fried friend and replied, "If there's one thing I've learned during my intergalactic travels, it's this: you don't want to fuck with a guy who can wrap his dick around himself twice and then stick it in his ear."

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