He watched from the top of a tree in his backyard as the space craft landed. To his surprise, they were not the lizards, nor the grays he’d been taught to expect.
Quickly, he rushed inside and instructed his wife to get out the salt, “We have an alien invasion to fight off!”
Then he realized that even if he might kill every one of them, some people would probably welcome them with open arms. The though both disgusted and dismayed him.
“What’s wrong, hon,” she asked, seeing the dejected look on his face.
He sighed, “The French love escargot.”
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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