...July? What is wrong with us?

We abandoned this ship in the middle of an interplanetary defense scouting mission.

We had little choice, of course. It was either give up the ship or hand over the onion rings.

Before we did both, we laced the onion rings with coke.

As you can see, this blog is no longer child-friendly.

By coke, we meant coca-cola.

Pronounced in Hebrew, that's "Coca-cola".

But anyway, so long story short there should be some pretty ticked-off aliens with bad breath high on a soft drink visiting a convenience store near you.

Yeah, we know, we've lost our humor.

It's somewhere in the back, in between our wit and our puns. One of us is sick, and the other one was never really funny in the first place.

But aliens are classic, right? We're all like, "Oh, spontaneity! What should it be?" "Aliens!"

I think there's a blog post about that, but if we never broke our own rules, would we be as adorable?

No.

We're never adorable.

Pronounced "ah-door-ah-blay", followed by "flew-ho"

Adorable, flujo, cosmico! Tu yo soy en raiz y constelacion!

I'm missing a few accents. So sue me.

Sue me! What can you do to me!

If you wind up in jail, don't come to me to bail you out. :-(

Story time!

"The Warrior of Stronghold 2"

There was once a mighty warrior that was defending his SECOND stronghold. He used a dragon design on his armor to confuse his enemies. While they were all "Whoa, your dragon armor is awesome!" he ran towards them and sliced them in half with his lance. While they died, they screamed in pain "We're dead, but your dragon is still awesome!"

While protecting his crazy awesome SECOND stronghold, the peasants became annoyed. When no one came to attack the castle, the mighty warrior had to use a "firmer touch" to "control the peasants". Torture chambers were placed underneath everyone's house.

True to the fashion of the time (1777) the peasants rebelled in an alarming anti-Mighty Warrior rebellion.

*Intermission*