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Those Damn Aliens

Those Damn Aliens

When I was a child, some aliens abducted my dad.
They experimented on him and they drove him mad.
They returned my dad and their experiment changed his personality.
A once peaceful man started beating my mom and he even beat me.
Before the abduction, Dad was a man who never spoke cuss words.
He started swearing like a sailor and I couldn't believe what I heard.
Dad decided to rob a bank and he was shot and killed by the police.
Those damn aliens ruined my life, because of them, Dad is deceased.
About thirty years later, those damn aliens decided to return.
I decided to teach them a lesson they wouldn't live to learn.
I convinced the government to fire a nuclear missile and blow their ship out of the sky.
Those damn aliens corrupted my dad and it gave me a lot of pleasure to watch them die.
When I think about what those aliens did, it still makes me cringe.
It was the greatest day of my life when I was able to get revenge.

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