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MY ALIEN FRIEND I have had so much fun this past few weeks, playing with my new computer that I got for Christmas. I must have been really good last year or maybe Santa is just getting senile. I surfed the net, did some online banking and then decided to check out my email. “Oh look,” I said to myself. “My first email message. I wonder who could have sent me it. Well, there is only one way to find out!” Quickly, I moved the mouse across the screen and clicked on the icon. “Hello there planet Earth!” I read excitedly. “How’s life treating you?” “Weird,” I thought aloud. I quickly started typing in a response. “Hello to you out there, wherever you are,” I typed quickly. “Life here on Earth is great! Where are you from?” Big, bright, bold letters appeared on my screen. “MARS” I stared at them long and hard. “No way!” I wrote back. “Impossible. Prove it!” “Okay!” the reply stated. “I’ll send you a video email.” “Yes, do that,” I quickly typed. “Here is it,” came the reply within seconds. Soon, I was staring at an ugly green eyed creature with bright orange hair. “Oh my!” I exclaimed. “What an ugly creature!” “What do you think now?” asked the alien. “Okay, I guess I believe you,” I typed, not really meaning any of it. “What luck!” I said to myself. “The very first email I get just had to be from an alien. It could only happen to me!” “I need you to do me a big favour,” typed the alien. “We’ve had computers here on Mars forever but would love to have some laptops.” “What!” I typed quickly. “This is outrageous! How am I supposed to that?” “You just go get them for me and I’ll arrange to have them picked up,” said the alien. “Yeah sure,” I typed. “There is no way I could afford to pay for them to be shipped all the way to Mars! By the way, I have no money, so how do you expect me to pay for them?” “I’ve already transferred money into your teeny bank account,” said the alien. “By the way, you’ll find a hefty bonus in there for you.” “Yeah sure,” I typed. “Computer stores won’t take Martian money.” “I’m one step ahead of you,” said the alien. “The funds are in Canadian currency.” I decided to check the balance of my bank account. Sure enough, there was a hefty sum of money deposited into it with the words, “Bank of Mars,” in the description. “Go now,” said the alien. “You’ll hear from us soon.” I got into my car, went to my favourite computer store and bought five dozen laptops. While I was there, I noticed a nifty little handheld computer, fresh off the market and a video camera, so I bought them for myself. I went home and installed the video camera on my computer. Next I took the handheld computer out of the box and started setting it up. About an hour later, I heard a knock on the door. A little green eyed creature with orange hair, dressed in a delivery uniform stood on my doorstep. “You aliens don’t waste anytime,” I said, handing several boxes to him. “Thank you,” said the alien. “You’re welcome,” I said, as I watched a spacecraft hoover above my house. In about an hour, I received an email from the alien, along with a video email of several other aliens with their laptops. They all looked very happy. I sent them a video email of myself with my handheld computer. A few seconds later, I received another email from Mars. Guess what the next thing was that I had to go buy for them. |
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