The Claw

So we were on the beach in the Outer Banks ob NC, and it was getting dark. All ob a sudden dis ship lands on the beach and all these little green guys come pouring out, there must hab been seberal dozens ob them, and they were all chattering away and one ob them asked if we need a ride anyway, so ob course we said yes, we could use a ride home, so we all got in. It’s one ob those fings where it looks bigger than it is – lots of knobs and buttons and flashy fings inside. All ob the green guys got in too after collecting the beach fings they were looking for, and we took off. They said we had to stop and meet the Claw first because they hab to check in on the hour, but then they would take us right home. They seem like nice trustworffy fellas.