ALIEN MORNING SHOW
(Plai’s segment)
V.O.: Good morning, from the Broadcasting Intergalactic Television and Communications Hub! It's Star-t The Day with Plai Statión and Mustard Monroe!
Good morning ladies, gentlemen and other miscellaneous alien life forms! I'm Miss Plai Statión and joining me as always is our very own space queen, Mustard Monroe!
We have an amazing show for you this morning. First I'll be giving you some of the top stories thoughout the multiverse, then old Cheeky Spice herself will be selling you some top notch stuff from our shopping network and then we'll be having Draganian Galaxy renowned chef Holden Richards cooking us a lovely meal of Skiznort!
Now onto today's top stories.
Milky Way politician Donald Trump VI was recently banned from another galaxy after he made a sexually charged remark towards a Uggleckan minister. The disgraced politician whispered to his aid, "I'd love to stick those horns up my ass", not realising that his microphone was on.
In other news, the people of the Sukmeeov Star System had a serious fright when their sun was seemingly eclipsed by a moon that they didn't recognise. Upon further investigation they eventually discovered that it was actually the ass of a Miss Phila McHunt.
In the world of reality television, Amanduh Holden was eliminated from the Urbhad Galaxy's version of I'm Desperate For Attention. This is the 20th time she has appeared in different versions of the hit reality show and the 19th time she has been the first contestant eliminated, the other time being when she received a bye into the next episode, only to be eliminated after it.
In the world of fashion, Aishah Ali has announced her newest outfit that she is going to be wearing to the 245nd annual Jet Gala. The outfit consists of 300 rubber dildos hot glued to each other in order to create the dress. In an interview with the 150 year old fashion mogul she said, "Fuck it, I'm Aishah Ali."
And finally, in the Ivanafuqya Galaxy, a young Whorbex woman was recently given the galaxy's highest accolade in the Golden Pe'nes for her discovery of 21st century artworks from a database known as Tumblr. The works were recently made to available in around the entire galaxy on the Bing Network after fears that they were lost forever in the Great Google Wars of 2085.
Thats all the top news stories from me, now let's move on to Mustard Monroe! Mustard, what have you got for us today?
*Camera cuts to Mustard Monroe wearing a mustard and tasteful trench coat, but with no visible pants*
Mustard: Good morning aliens! We’ve heard rumours that you *points at the camera* have been looking for subjects to probe! Because you’re aliens, I have to translate:
Bleep blorp Mustard Monroe blorp bleep!
*Puts a finger in between her teeth and grins seductively. Mustard opens up her trenchcoat to reveal matching mustard lacy lingerie*
Mustard: Well *giggles and softens her voice* look no further, on earth we have human males, human females and human’s that are in between or both genders looking for a nice time. Now to translate:
Glorpity bloop Probe me zorp boop!
*Mustard says “Probe me” slow and sensual*
Mustard: It may be the morning for you alien’s, but Timezone wise that’s zink lightyears away! Call $$$-$$$-$$$$ now to probe a willing human with our product, Hue-man ab-duck-shon! Call our receptionist Master Daddy and order a hue-man to keep for experimentation!
Doop doop Betty Boop Zink Dink despunk the pink!
Mustard: Unsure if you’d like to make the commitment of dissecting, mutilation or experimentation from our um *clears throat* products? Here is an honest review with fellow aliens who liked and did not like the product that was sent to them, because here we are transparent and we want you to know the pros and cons before purchase.
Mustard: Ziggity zaggity Shawn Mendes is faggity!
Mustard whispers “Like meeeeeee” seductively and then tongue pops for the last translation as the interview portion begins:
Mustard: Here are some truthful aliens that have their honest opinions of our clients, the good and the bad, translated to English of course!
“I received a human named Jeffree Star but this human was already more alien than we are!”
“The human that was sent to me was named Henny Praisegod and instead of mutilating...I mean harmless experimenting, this human gave me fashion advice and taught me some human words like ‘Yass’ and ‘Werk’ and ‘Tengaged’. Henny also taught me to NEVER wear a black scarf”
“I received this human named Stormer Summers but in all honesty she wasn’t that good”
“I had purchased a human and what I received was a paper thin human named Mystia LeBlanc. For some reason she was almost free, like no one wanted her”
*Camera cuts back to Mustard Monroe, only wearing the mustard yellow lacy lingerie*
Mustard: Even I have purchased a Hue-man and let me tell you, honey I was the one being probed! Back to you Plai!
Plai: Probed? You and me both! Now it’s Holden Richards with cooking!
(Holden’s Segment)
Hello viewers, my name is Chef *opens mouth and sound like a mix between a chainsaw and a dolphin squeaking is heard*
But you can call me Holden Richards!
Today, we make Skiznort. Skiznort is classic dish from my home planet Gogogox. First, you will need many ingredient:
1. 5 ripe zorpwad. ONLY. RIPE. ZORPWAD! Only use unripened zorpwad if you want death
2. 2 cups of gleeblump
3. A pinch of dried swoof. Some prefer dried kaxagle in Skiznort. THEY ARE FOOLS! TRUE Gogogoxians use SWOOF!
4. A pound of raw Burbfok meat
5. One cubic meter of schmeed gas
AND NOW WE COOK!!
Take each zorpwad. If it is wriggling too much, simply bite it with GREAT FORCE. It will stop. Cut into 37 slices. 37, NO MORE, NO LESS. DO THAT 5 TIMES
You're gonna grab the cups of gleeblump. BOOM. You pour on all 185 zorpwad slices. *Zorpwad sizzles on contact with gleeblump*
Now, you add swoof. Mmmm. Smells just like how Hive Mother made it. OUR BROTH IS FINISHED
Take Burbfok meat. Give it a taste. Has much nutrient. *Holden sucks on the meat as a vacuum cleaner sound effect is heard*
You marinate meat in broth. 15 femtoseconds later, is dissolved.
WE INJECT SCHMEED GAS. *Holden uses a comically large syringe to inject air into soup*
NOW IS READY TO EAT
*Holden ladles a large amount of Skiznort and pours it down his pants*
MMM. YES. IS VERY NICE.
Next week, we make festive cornhusk dolls.
Back to you.
Plai: Mmm that looks....um.....before we go let’s hear from a live performance of a group called the Xenomorphs!
*Before the cameras cut away Mustard sees something lunge at her*