#ExtraTerrestrialAF - Probing New Mexico

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In all honesty, she did great for being thrust into a group of middle aged men with Tonka trucks. :lol:

She was magnanimous till the final departure.

That said, JTUranium needs to read dude trip bylaws next time. ;)

I sure hope those bylaws don’t include the lack of wimins. Cause I hope to crash this sausage party sometime.
 
That said, JTUranium needs to read dude trip bylaws next time. ;)


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I sure hope those bylaws don’t include the lack of wimins. Cause I hope to crash this sausage party sometime.

Gonna have to kill off a few people first.

You got the skilz
 
For Saturday morning’s business meeting, I picked out a room with a view...

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Then we peeled out back down the mountain and out to pavement.

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We were headed about 145 miles west to the Very Large Array (the VLA to those in the know) outside of Magdalena.

The VLA is a collection of 27 giant satellite dish-shaped radio telescopes that are 25 meters across. They are set up on railroad tracks and can be repositioned in different sized arrays, the largest 22.62 miles wide.

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What's the point of these things?

ALIENS

Plain and simple, they are communicating with aliens. End of story. The NRAO will give you a list of other uses, but they don't want to blow their cover...








...which makes the next part of this story totally unfawkinbelievable, yet 100% true...
 
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I was in the back, following beno, looking for any puffs of smoke from his exhaust. He was tuning the magic fuel screw on his diesel and wanted to make sure he had the mixture right. He was driving slow, to prevent overheating.

We were pretty far behind the group when we reached Carrizozo. Beno pulled off into a gas station and said he would catch up. After I passed the small town, I quickly got up to speed, nothing but deserted highway separating me from the rest of the group.

Right about the time I hit cruising speed, something catches my eye on the side of the road, laying on the white line...
 
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HOLY #@&$!!!!!

I lock up the 35s at 80, the BFGs howling in protest, thick black lines and tire smoke trailing behind. I squeal the tires as I make a u-turn in the middle of the highway to go back...
 
Is this what I thought I saw, I ask myself, my heart now beating out of my chest?
 
I can’t believe it. Right here on the side of this New Mexico highway, en route to the alien communication devices, is an honest-to-gawd extraterrestrial.

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We were only joking about this happening before, which only made it more unbelievable.

So I abducted this extraterrestrial hitchhiker and tossed him in my truck. I needed to catch up with the group - he* was looking pretty rough, in fact he* was laying down when I found him*, and PMC had the Reese’s Pieces we needed to revive him*.







* 'he', 'him', ‘dude’, ‘bro’, etc. do not include, exclude, discriminate against, or refer to a particular gender, race, religion, sexual preference, species, or origin galaxy. We have no idea what identity ETAF claims.
 
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So you’re in New Mexico, with your new alien friend. What do you do?

You go to Blake’s!

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