Well, if E.T. could phone home and make us all cry, what’s stopping little green (or not-so-green) creatures from showing up at our doorstep with a bag of popcorn and a demand for galactic peace? While we ponder this, I’m heading to the local UFO hotspot to prepare for my close encounter with the snackable kind. Watch out, Hollywood, we’re about to see an influx of friendly interstellar tourists, and they’re bringing their blockbusters with them. Come back later to find out which alien flick is already in pre-production with a cast of little green men, or, you know, something like that. 🌌🍿
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