Tales From The Morgue xx-xx-xx The Bogus Beavers Of

M&J Audio Theater presents Chet Chetters, Tales from the Morgue. I'll leave my friend. Yes.

Yes, just wait on through. I'm so sorry about the water on the floor. Those rusty old pipes finally burst. Of course it was only a matter of time. Oh, oh, please have a seat. Yes.

I am... Jet... Jetter. The more but tinted it to you. I know. I do not know your story while we wait for the plug. Okay. Well... Today... Well, today we return to the peaceful community of Bilox.

It is a little after midnight and everyone is fast asleep. No one sees the small rectangular metal object that streaks across the night sky and lands Near Miller's Park. Face my brothers. We have safely reached the main planet Earth.

Now at long last we can directly observe these fascinating humans in their natural surroundings. Wise one. I beg forgiveness. But I feel I must voice my inner conflict about this mission. I believe the humans are at ill-mannered and very hostile race.

Hmm, our presence on this planet will not be welcome. Speak to me, not of your inner conflicts, Belknop. You have spoken of nothing else since we have departed the home planet of Barnack. Observation is the key to learning and growing as a better race.

You would do well to remember that. The Ambassador is an agreement with me. Oh, yes, yes, might as well, most assuredly. I have observed Earth television programs. Yes, I have received them by satellite waves.

Oh, they seem to be a perfectly delightful race of humans. Yes, so friendly won't you be my neighbor. Y'all come back now, you hear? Oh, delightful creatures, yes, most of life. Yes, yes, yes, your enthusiasm is appreciated in Baccidore, but do try to control your eagerness.