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UFO? I Dono

I'm not one of those people who...like....go woohoohoo or boohoohoo about aliens and stuff. Ghosts? Yeah. Creeps me out but generally speaking, I don't go hunting for aliens or stand on the balcony looking for UFOs. But I gotta tell ya, they're here. =) I don't know, don't ask me!!!

Fine, ask me.

Some two weeks ago, I saw some lights from the sky. I thought some mall was having a party, you know, they usually shine those huge megawatts lights into the sky, right? You'd think it was UFOOOOOOOO but it's really not. They're having a ball down there.

But the lights that I saw was shining downwards. It was cloudy so you can imagine...it was shining on the clouds creating a very mystic effect there. Very 3D. And big 3D.

This is where I try to explain things to myself so that I don't go berserk. I thought it was helicopters, right? Looking for criminals. Lots of them here in Malaysia. Or an airplane or a warship, whatever. But there was no sound and it was too big a splotch. A stealth jet fighter? In Malaysia? But why? We've only been fighting amongst ourselves, why us? It was really weird so I just stood there. And watched.

Told myself that it's stupid, there's an explanation for that shit. Just as that thought flew into my head, the light shot off.

Like....shot off. As in in the speed of light. It did not disappear. It did not dim out. It shot off. I'm like WTF, right?

Then I sat down with a stiff drink and went to sleep. I don't know, do YOU believe in UFOs? I think I'm beginning to think that the other....people....found us. Hey, welcome, you know. Just don't scare us with shit like that. Come join the party. We cook real mean stuff. Sit down and have a drink, don't just come and go like that, fuck you. =) It's scary, dude!

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