...a crappy McDonald's meal. Oozing green slime. And you freak out
while you see crappy French fries running across the floor. YOu start
freaking out as everything changes into Martians with five eyes. They
are munching on dirty little birdie feet. You look out the window and
see eyes rolling down the dirty alley street. And Barbara says,
"I've been an alien all my life and now you have to become one.
You should see my parents. They are mouldy
drinks."