Doomsday
Ancient Alien Landlords: Earth’s Lease About to Expire!
Get ready to toss your quaint notions of “home sweet home” out into the stratosphere, dear readers! News has surfaced from our ultra-clandestine sources that our beloved planet may actually be the property of a group of mighty ancient alien landlords who are currently preparing to serve Earth its eviction notice. Imagine that!
Many millennia ago, when dinosaurs roamed and agriculture was a big dream, these intergalactic landlords (or, ‘extraterrestral estate agents’, if we’re feeling fancy) stealthily tucked Earth under their cosmic portfolio, following a perfectly legitimate interstellar acquisition. Back then, Earth was just a sprightly blue-green gem, the new kid on the galactic block, free from urban sprawl, pollution, or reality TV. All in all, a hot property in the real estate heavens!
Our anonymous source – let’s call him… Zog – claims that Earth’s initial lease provided our alien landlords with soul-stirring sunsets, a wide range of climates, and magnificent vistas from mountaintop to ocean trench. But most importantly, it promised infinite amusement as they watched their tenants, the human race, bungle their way through the millennia. Stonehenge? Alien landlords chuckling at our early attempts at architecting. The Internet? A source of endless hilarity as they observe us squabbling over who is the greatest cat meme expert.
According to Galactic Regulation GA-42B – known only to a select circle of human-alien liaison officials – our shiny blue marble planet was leased to us on the condition of “reasonable care and aplomb” in its treatment. ‘Aplomb’, of course, being an extremely subjective term, especially when fringe jackets and disco are involved.
Now, Zog, our mysterious confidante reveals that the landlords are less than pleased with the current state of affairs. The melted ice caps, litter-clogged oceans, constant squabbling over resources, and most egregiously, the complete absence of any thank you note, has reportedly ruffled the cosmic feathers of these landlords. Zog mentioned, and I quote, “They really liked the polar bears,” with a hint of interstellar melancholy.
There has been, however, some debate over who should break the news to us. Apparently earthlings are seen as ‘a tad volatile’ by these landlords, referencing the numerous zombie apocalypse preppers and folks convinced that Elvis is chilling on a beach in Mars; providing yet another source of out-of-this-world entertainment to them.
Fear not, dear reader, for we are not entirely helpless in the face of this star-studded conundrum. The specter of interstellar eviction may loom, but remember – we earthlings are a cunning bunch. We invented hot pockets and nail clippers, for crying out loud! We have a chance to make amends.
Now is the time for us to rally, to show our alien landlords that we can take care of our planet in harmony. Perhaps a respectful neighborhood cleanup session, or a party to unite the world in a stirring chorus of ‘Kumbaya’ is in order. If we can manage to put a man on the moon, who’s to say we can’t find a way to appease our would-be extraterrestrial eviction squad?
So, dear readers, will consideration for our celestial lease spark a worldwide effort to clean up and take care of the Earth? Or will we fall to interstellar ambitions, and become but the prequel to a sequel called ‘Earth II: Return of the Humanoids?’
Regardless, panicking and adopting an alien as a pet will not solve our imminent interstellar housing crisis. Stick around, fellow earthlings, as we unravel the mysteries of the universe in the most homeowner’s association way possible. Let’s not forget- we’ve got a planet to save; after all, we’re just tenants here.
Remember, “We’re not alone, and we sure as heck can’t afford the cosmic deposit on another planet.”