"Ah..." Isabel sat up a bit straighter, almost as if she was giving a lecture. "Well, way back in 1947 there was a crash in a field outside of the sleepy little town of Roswell, New Mexico. If you believe the government, it was only a weather balloon. If you believe any one of the thousands of conspiracy freaks that still come to the town to investigate, it was really an alien space ship."
She sighed, "Some of the more extreme ones insist that aliens were still alive on the ship and are now living among the townspeople." And boy, every once in a while, wouldn't I like to show them how right they are.
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Date: 2006-01-06 03:15 am (UTC)She sighed, "Some of the more extreme ones insist that aliens were still alive on the ship and are now living among the townspeople."
And boy, every once in a while, wouldn't I like to show them how right they are.