Rock Festival.Part 1 of 3.
Late afternoon, i herd (y dow these humans spell properly?) the letter box go on me farm, clunk! (noise of letter box) Probably junk mail fort i. Hmm!...sorted thru mail...woz 1...4 pizzas...& 1...4 diff kinds of body part enlargements...hehe!....oh & this 1...invite 2 ....rock festival.
I got me mind in2 gear & by using 'fort
contact' .....ouch!...that hurt!..got in touch wiv commissioner on Zork (Aw! me home planet) & he said "Go!!!You might learn something from someone 'bout something"
Soooo!....checked time & date and started 2 prepare 4 festival.
Looked in wardrobe and whipped out pair of bell bottom jeans,(animals r allowed 2 wear types of clothing 4 special okk-kay-shuns so ham told) a flowered shirt, waistcoat thingy made out of camel hair, sandals...and...cowbell 4 neck...looked the part.
Then u appeared me friend.
"Hi,come in, wot do u think bout me 'clobber' ??"
'Not 2 sure?' says u.
Bet u right jealous, fort 2 meself.
Anyway......
The day came and got in UFO.
"Oh..ok friend...u can cum 2.(hey i noze how 2 spell all these Earth words :) U cud of made more of an effort 2 dress up!"
U looked a little stunned (probably coz u, liked my gear)
2Wheres ur gear ?" oinked i. "U gona dress up L8r ???"
'No need' says you 'i have got something in this box....!'
Hmm! ok then...better learn a few phrases....
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