Late one night, an alien spacecraft landed near a deserted gas station.
After a bit, one of the aliens came down the ramp, looked around, and walked
over to one of the gas pumps, where he demanded, "Earthling! Take me to your
leader!" The gas pump, of course, did not reply. The alien became agitated
and again demanded "Take me to your leader!" The gas pump remained silent.
Frustrated, the alien went back to the spacecraft where he was confronted by
the captain: "Report."
"I contacted an earthling - he would not cooperate."
"Hmmm. I will deal with this earthling myself."
"Yes sir. But be careful sir, I have a feeling there could be trouble."
The captain left the ship and approached the gas pump. "Earthling, you will
cooperate. Take me to your leader." The gas pump remained unresponsive.
"Very well." The captain drew his blaster. "If you do not respond by the
count of three, I shall be forced to fire on you. One. Two. Three." ZZZZZT.
WHAM! The gas pump exploded, knocking the alien ass over teakettle.
The captain jumped up and got back to the ship as fast as his whatevers would
propel him.
"Quickly! Make ready to depart!"
"Yes sir. What happened sir?"
"I fired on the earthling and it responded very forcefully."
"Sorry sir, I was afraid that might happen."
"How did you know that there would be trouble?"
"Well sir, I assumed that anyone who can take his penis, wrap it around his
feet and stick it in his left ear is probably going to be one bad
motherf*cker."