Kant: Two alien males are at an alien bar smoking alien cigarettes and drinking alien alcohol.
Lampe: Alien to you may be, but
Kant: One of the aliens is exhausted. He has just returned from earth.
Lampe: Oh yes much like your trips to Thailand and Bangkok I bet?
Kant: The other alien is slightly older – a hundred earth years. He has never been to earth but plans on a visit. The two alien males are related – all living matter is related on this alien planet.
Lampe: Yawn. Yawn. Yawn. All the lights have been turned out and everybody has gone home well done.
Kant: The Aliens do not speak English, but for now, English will suffice.
Lampe: And English names please I hate Alien names like qwteterb or :::”:”::”:””:.
“I bumped into this lovely being and I said to her I want to make love,” said Edward (the fatigued alien).
“Love?????” said Tom (the older alien).
“Sex,” said Edward,
Lampe: Aha! More like it!
Kant: “But we are so different she said,” said Edward, “So I told her I was form-blind being an Alien and she said she had never heard of form-blind being from earth.”
Kant: “I told her it was like color-blindness,” said Edward, “She told me that when a male wants to stick his thing into a female’s thing the male must regale the female until gorged.”
Lampe: I need to meet this girl!
Kant: “You really would do it for liquid and sustenance I said to her” said Edward, “and she nodded affirmative.”
Lampe: That’s my kinda girl!
Kant: The Aliens emptied their alien glasses and purchased more alien alcohol.
“We made sweet love for eight of their moon’s journeys,” said Edward.
“What was the girl’s name?!?!?!?!?!” said Tom.
“Hippopotamus,” said Edward.