big daddy thunder guns!

big daddy thunder guns!

“Where the fuck is this guy,” Liz asked, annoyed that they had been waiting for almost two hours for the little alien guy.  She looked at Judas, the bag of chips, and saw that he too was getting a little antsy.  “I’m getting a little worried, here.”

“Yeah,” Judas, the bag of chips, agreed.  “Maybe we should bug out for now.  Come back later, or something.”

“Yeah,” Liz said, but suddenly froze where she was because as she looked out the side of the car window, she saw a ship that seemed to come from nowhere.  It was silver and black with strange writing across it’s large domed front end.  It brandished what looked like guns that fit well with the whole ‘space ship’ theme.   It exuded a feeling of doom that sent shivers up Liz’s spine.

“Get out of here!” Judas, the bag of chips, uttered in a panic.

“Yeah,” Liz whispered, and she started the engine.  She turned the little space car around and tried to gun it away from the maniacal looking ship, but the little space car only hummed as it was drawn backwards. 

“Fuck!” Liz blurted out as she smacked the steering wheel.