Clayton Lee, who is confident that a scar on his side came from an alien probe to collect his DNA and his wife, Donna, have come forward with claims that they have been contacted by extra terrestrials more than 20 times.
How does one "draw a photo?"
20 years ago Aliens did not know how to collect DNA samples from hair or skin cells?
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Ok, you can laugh now.
Penn and Teller have some GREAT exposes of this and other nonsense in the excellent Showtime program, Bulls### (available on DVD). The alien kidnapping and probe episode is fun!!
Ah. In a quote not reported in this story, the couple was heard to say, in an aside,
"Man...this is really working. We've got media here and they're covering this pretty well. I'll bet our story even gets on Free Republic. YES!!!"
Ever notice how this stuff never happens in, say, Chicago? These aliens sure have a taste for southern folk.
that is sad these sorts of people are so mentally disturbed that they have to resort to this kind of story telling to make themselves seem 'special'
You sure them aliens didn't just want to do your landscaping for $30?
Alien abduction pings.
So9
I always wonder why aliens have worse medical procedures (lack of anethesia, leaving scars, etc.) than we do. But that would be thinking logically.
From the RAT infested land of Sheila Jackson-Lee. These folks have been at the wassail too early this Christmas.
The Lees told a reporter that they expect to be abducted again in the future.
That's cause they racked up a whole bunch of frequent flyer miles.
We haven't had these stories for awhile, as I recall. Were the aliens called home for a meeting?
Looks like we have a Coast-to-Coast couple here.
These alien probe stories always make me think of the Simpsons episoide "Viva Ned Flanders". The idea is that Simpson and Ned go to Las Vegas to get Flanders' Mojo back, and they end up getting married to a couple of Vegas strippers and are walking back to Springfield tyring to figure out how to 'splain it all to the girls....
Homer: But Amber, I can change!
Ned: Will you shut up?!
Homer: All right, let's get our stories straight for Marge and
Maude. [the two begin walking down the highway] We were out
buying them fabulous gifts ...
Ned: What's the occasion?
Homer: Because we love them, jackass! Anyhoo, we came out of Wal-
Mart when suddenly, one hundred spaceships ...
Ned: Homer!
Homer: You're right, you're right, fifty spaceships beamed us
aboard. They gang-probed you, while I discovered an
invention that blew their heads up and saved America.
Ned: Uh, do I have to be gang-probed?
[two vultures land on the highway behind them, first looking
at Ned and Homer, then each other]
Homer: Would you rather tell Maude the truth?
Ned: [sighs] What did the aliens look like?
Homer: Well, I only saw them from the back 'cause they were so busy
gang-probing you. Well hello, little birdie! [fade to
black]