"Lord bless me sir!" said the three-eyed

"Lord bless me sir!" said the three-eyed alien as it hover-walked up to Uncle Jesse. Uncle Jesse's eyes narrowed. "Cletus. Cletus Raybern, is that you?" The Alien extended his

appendage in greeting and said "Yessir, friend, it's me, Cletus. And have I got a story for you!" Uncle Jesse shook AlienCletus's appendage and said "Well, I never! Where have you

"This time the hurtin' won't heal. You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille." The last straw. Luke lit the dynamite and shot the arrow into AC's forehead point blank. The boys

Fled the scene and were never spotted in that area again. They moved to Zanesville. Thd Luke went to college and became a doctor.

A doctor with a mail order degree, Thd walked in the footsteps of another Zaney resident, pioneering the theories of UFO antigravitation, Thm Townsend Bluster Brown. Thd trasmitted

THX1136. Nothing happened. He transmitted it again. Nothing. As he wracked his memory for the right protocol to implement he, nervously, started to look around the room for a clue.

But the room was a featureless sphere with no contents. He began to walk and the sphere rolled upon a flat external surface. He seemed to go nowhere within the sphere but it rolled

right off a cliff and fell into the ocean below. From there, he drifted on the sea for four days in his featureless sphere, until he eventually washed up on the shore of

of, of, of the begining.. Yes, we are at the begining... we find ourselves in the loop, writing, thinking, perhaps smiling; but still, wittingly or not, in the loop.