Bedtime Stories for the ADD: Invaders

The invaders weren't bad once you got to know them. The pale ones were a pasty fright, and most were too tall and thin to avoid physical revulsion.

They were obsessed with a convoluted series of inter-operating databases which they insisted contained money. Absurd.

But their grains could be fermented to make a beverage they called “beer,” and that was almost enough to forgive the rest of their offenses.

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