Lettuce And Aliens

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Today, we are back on the road. And although we really enjoyed our time in South Carolina, well, it’s time to keep moving.

If I do say so myself, there are times when we are traveling that we wonder…where am I? It’s easy to forget why you’re there. And when you are like Boy Person and trying to jog late at night, and it’s dark as dark can be, you might start to see things. To hear things. To think that perhaps you’re not alone in Wedgefield, South Carolina.

Boy Person was running thru the dark woods and campground and finding it a little unnerving. He thought to himself that if there ever was a place where aliens from outer space would come to meet you, this would be it.

Girl Person was having a situation of her own. She had to take a late shower because she worked late. She also had to take out the trash. She couldn’t just leave it outside because that’s a mistake in the woods. So she gathered up all her courage and took her cell phone with her with her flashlight Just in case. But little did she know because she couldn’t see, that she accidentally texted Boy Person. And well. When he got it, he knew. He just knew. The aliens had taken Girl Person. Or just her phone.

Girl Person had to concentrate on not looking at the prison shower. And as she got back to the RV, Boy Person came running up. Tired from being scared. And they laughed about who or what could be out there. Problem is, it was so dark, they would never know.

I could only assume that if you are in a place called Wedgefield, South Carolina, and you have potential aliens out there, that you figure out what you could give them as a present to leave you alone. Would it be pancakes? Probably not. Would it be cookies? Nah. And I think no because we don’t want to give those things up. Nope. I say if you are in a place called Wedgefield that you give them…lettuce. Wedges of lettuce. Duh.

They say that I don’t think as much as Brickle thinks. But let me tell you. I thought about this. Lettuce wedges with blue cheese dressing, all fancy like would calm down any extra terrestrial activity. And I’m not sure why no one has thought of this before.

That’s the great thing about traveling. You learn about so many places and who lives there and who may try to beam you up.

Now. I know that these aliens in Wedgefield, South Carolina don’t mean any harm. In fact, maybe they want to talk to us about our travels. We can all learn from each other and realize that we are all visitors somewhere. What do we do when we have visitors where we live? Do we put ourselves in their shoes? Do we show the same kindness we would want shown to us? Do we have a lettuce wedge with blue cheese dressing we can share with them?