YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
UK Labour town councilman and driving instructor Simon Parkes wants you to know that this is a common occurence, and you don’t have anything to be ashamed of. He himself gets beamed up to a spacecraft 4 times a year to have sex with the Cat Queen, and to spend time with their son, Zarka.
Dammit, he knows we’re not supposed to talk about it!
I sleep with an alien every night.
She’s a permanent resident alien, but still.
Wow, yeah… So has anybody done a house cat welfare check?
that slime is the best lube ever.
If my alien lover looked like Jeff Goldblum, I’d be showing him off everywhere.
Nature truly finds a way.
Your lover is an alien (or former alien) and if I squint real hard, I can imagine him looking a little like Jeff Goldblum.
¿Does being forcefully probed count?
Not as good as ectoplasm. But that’s for another thread.
That cheating bitch! :mad:
Wow. You just called the Cat Queen a dog. MIB are now working overtime to prevent this interstellar incident from costing a planet its existance.
Now it can be told! Back in the days before I met Madame Pepperwinkle, Superman fixed me up a hot babe from Beta Origammi 4. Some days that rash still itches.
But what of the children? Won’t somebody think of the children?
Everybody’s scratched that post all right.
What happens behind closed bulkhead doors between two consenting sentient beings and probulating machine is no one’s business but mine–I mean, theirs! Oh, damn…
I just spent the past 5 centons trying to decide if I should be more concerned with cats on welfare or alien sex - the latter mainly because I’m not getting any. They tell me they’re going out for beer or cigarettes - sometimes, get this, “pizza.” Can you imagine eating that slime? But I always believe them and I’m left here thinking ‘if the access port for the charmonium injector were just a little closer to the 5 other ports, I might be able to rub one out and relax.’
Relax. Rishathra doesn’t count.
I know they say it doesn’t matter, but I still feel a little weird about my Arcturian being male.
I’ve been watching enough Doctor Who lately that this sort of thing seems faintly plausible.
