Friday, September 5 - Aliens in Egypt

     King Tutankhamun was in his chariot on what felt like the hottest day he had ever lived through. He was just accelerating to his maximum speed, when out of nowhere, A giant metal object blocked his path. The King had no time to swerve, so he crashed right into the reflective surface of the strange machine. King Tut was nearly knocked out, and it is a miracle he wasn't, because he broke his leg and hit his chest with a force so great that he would surely have problems with it in the future. Two aliens walked out of the machine.
  "Come on, man, you dented our ship!" The first alien said.
  "I told you this wasn't a good place to park," the other alien retorted.
  "Hey, buddy, you okay?" The second alien asked a writhing, bleeding King Tut.
  "No, Who are you?" King Tut struggled out.
  "We are back to finish what we started, who are you?" One of the aliens asked. "Do you live around here?"
  "I am the ruler of here," King Tut said.
  "Really, oh good heavens, I am so sorry your majesty, is there anything we can do for you, anything at all?" The second alien stuttered, bowing in the process.
  "You can tell me why you are here and why you decided to park there of all places," King Tut heaved.
  "Yes, of course, well, you see," The first alien stuttered, "Those pyramids you may have seen here and there, well, we made them and we were sent back by our ruler to make some more."
  "Why would you make pyramids out of all the things to make?" King Tut was struggling to breathe. He did not think he would be conscious for much longer.
  "Well, I don't know, they're distinctive and intriguing," the alien said nervously. "We can stop if you want, our ruler just likes to mess with the humans sometimes." The alien paused, a concerned look on his face. He was not sure if the Pharaoh was breathing any longer. "Your Highness?"  The alien asked. No reply. "Way to go, Loser, you just killed him with your excellent parking skills." The alien said with tears in his eyes.
  "How was I supposed to know he would crash into it?" The other alien replied, looking around nervously. "Hey, we should probably go. You know how our ruler feels if we are seen on the job."
  The first alien sniffled, nodded his head, and boarded their dented space ship.
 
  Later, when the aliens came back to pay their respects, they saw that the tomb the pharaoh was buried in was not at all what he deserved. Though there was nothing the aliens could do about the  state of the tomb, They cursed the area and blocked it off, so that if anyone disturbed the rest of the prince, they would pay with their lives.
So the aliens left Egypt, and never came back.