Friday, June 12, 2009


Kane: [waking up] “What the hell happened?”

Ripley: “Well some kind of spider attached itself to your face for a couple of days.”

Kane: “I see…please go on.”

Ripley: “Well there really isn’t very much more to it. The spider fell off your face and died and now everything is peachy keen again.”

Kane: “Well I don’t know about you, but I feel fucking fantastic. Let’s have lunch!”
Copyright (c) 2008-2009 by Kevin McDonald


♥ Braja said...

But that's the real script, isn't it?

Go and meditate.

Captain Dumbass said...

I don't know about you, but I would have offed him right there.

SSP said...

i remember the sweet relief after the alien popped out of MY body after gestating for 2 weeks (ok, they had to cut it out since it was really my appendix, but they THOUGHT it was an alien, so they cut me open). A spider attached to my face would have been just plain GRAVY