Erm, I think we're all beginning to lose sight of the real issue here,
which is: what are we going to call ourselves? And I think it comes down
to a choice between "The League Against Salivating Monsters," or - and
this is my personal preference - "The Committee for the Liberation and
Integration of Terrifying Organisms and their Rehabilitation Into
Society." Erm, one drawback with that - the abbreviation is
C.L.I.T.O.R.I.S.
Oh God, aliens... Your explanation for anything slightly peculiar is
aliens, isn't it? You lose your keys - it's aliens. A picture falls off
the wall - it's aliens. That time we used up a whole bog roll in a day,
you thought that was aliens as well!
An excellent plan, with just two drawbacks: One, we don't have a power
source for lasers; and Two, we don't have any lasers.
Smoke me a kipper, I'll be back for breakfast.
I'll tell you one thing. I've been to a parallel universe, I've seen time
running backwards, I've played pool with planets and I've given birth to
twins, but I never thought in my entire life I'd taste an edible Pot
Noodle.