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Reporter: Tom, I'm standing outside the Hadron particle super-collider in Switzerland, where authorities are shocked and baffled over the theft of a superconducting bending magnet created for use in tests with particle acceleration.
Stan: [watching TV] Oh no, he didn't.
Reporter: The superconducting magnet was stolen sometime last week. Surveillance cameras were able to record the theft on tape and police are now looking for [a picture of Randy dressed as Princess Leia] Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan. Caught here in these photos, the troubled rebel princess is seen taking the superconducting magnet and then appearing disoriented as she tries to find her way out. [Stan buries his head into his right palm in shame] If you have any information of Princess Leia's whereabouts, please call your local police department.

Randy: Alright Stan, we're gonna need to check in and have our car inspected to qualify. [kneels down next to Stan] Now, son, Daddy needs to teach you something very important about "tells."
Stan: Tells?
Randy: When you tell them you only used the approved kit, don't look up and away, don't rub your neck, and don't touch your ear. Otherwise they'll know you're lying to them. Alright? Whenever you need to lie, just don't look up and away, rub your neck, or touch your ear.

Agent Marx: Stan Marsh?
Stan: Yeah?
Agent Clark: I'm Agent Clark [on the left] and this is Agent Marx [on the right. Both men whip out their badges. They are members of the NSA] We'd like to talk to you about your Pinewood Derby car.
Stan: Aw crap, Dad! [the men enter the house and walk past Stan. He closes the door behind them]
Agent Clark: Young man, what we are about to tell you is a matter of national security. Yesterday every country and embassy on Earth was contacted by... an alien life force.
Stan: Alien?
Agent Marx: [they turn around] Apparently the alien came across your Pinewood Derby car and is now headed to our planet.
Stan: What does it want?
Agent Clark: We believe that they intend to welcome us into the Galactic Federation of Planets. They will want to meet the people who discovered warp speed for our species.
Randy: [coming down the stairs with a cup of coffee] Stan, did you use all the damned toilet paper agai-? [jumps back when he sees the men] Aw crap! [walks towards them defensively] What?! What do you guys want?! We said we only used what was in the kit! You got nothin' on us! You got nothin' on us!
Stan: Dad they aren't here for that.
Randy: [lowers his guard and shakes Agent Marx's hand] Oh. Hi, I'm Randy Marsh.
Agent Clark: Mr. Marsh, we were just telling your son that thanks to you, we have made first contact with alien life.
Randy: [surprised, softly] What? [looks to his right and says normally] Hey, hey Sharon.
Agent Marx: NASA's confirmed that an alien ship has entered our solar system and it is headed here.
Randy: So, so guess what? Our Pinewood Derby car found alien life in space.
Sharon: [walks in from the kitchen with her own cup of coffee] What? Oh my God.
Randy: Yeah, but I guess it's just a dumb little race like you said, huh Sharon?

Reporter: Our first encounter with extraterrestrial life is about to happen. Will it be like in Star Trek: First Contact? Or will it be more like Contact, with Jodie Foster?

Randy: [jumps back in horror] Aw shit, it's Baby Fark McGee-zax!
McGee-zax: My real name is Kevern Zaksor. I am the ambassador to new planet testing. [Stan and Randy look at each other]
Britain: What the hell are they talking about?
Kevern Zaksor: These are not space cops. [the officers remove their helmets] There is no space jail, and space cash is only worth what you as a planet decided it was worth. I mean, how stupid is your species? Space jail? Baby Fark McGee-zax?
Randy: It was... a trick?
Officer 2: Whenever a civilization discovers warp speed, we want to bring them into the Federation of Planets, but first we do the space cash test, to see if that species is worthy of joining.
Kevern Zaksor: Needless to say, you all failed. [he and the two officers go back inside the ship. He turns at his door's entrance and clears his throat] People of earth, since you did not return the space cash, your species and your planet is hereby forever blocked off and barred from the rest of the universe. Goodbye. [his door closes. The ramps all go back into the ship and the ship takes off]
Randy: No heywaitwait, no! [the ship zooms away from the planet and leaves behind two probes that evolve into a cube of energy shields] Well that sucks! 

from South Park Episode 'Pinewood Derby' (S13E6)

South Park created by Trey Parker (The Book of Mormon) and Matt Stone (Team America: World Police)
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Reporter: Tom, I'm standing outside the Hadron particle super-collider in Switzerland, where authorities are shocked and baffled over the theft of a superconducting bending magnet created for use in tests with particle acceleration. Stan: [watching TV] Oh no, he didn't. Reporter: The superconducting magnet was stolen sometime last week. Surveillance cameras were able to record the theft on tape and police are now looking for [a picture of Randy dressed as Princess Leia] Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan. Caught here in these photos, the troubled rebel princess is seen taking the superconducting magnet and then appearing disoriented as she tries to find her way out. [Stan buries his head into his right palm in shame] If you have any information of Princess Leia's whereabouts, please call your local police department. Randy: Alright Stan, we're gonna need to check in and have our car inspected to qualify. [kneels down next to Stan] Now, son, Daddy needs to teach you something very important about "tells." Stan: Tells? Randy: When you tell them you only used the approved kit, don't look up and away, don't rub your neck, and don't touch your ear. Otherwise they'll know you're lying to them. Alright? Whenever you need to lie, just don't look up and away, rub your neck, or touch your ear. Agent Marx: Stan Marsh? Stan: Yeah? Agent Clark: I'm Agent Clark [on the left] and this is Agent Marx [on the right. Both men whip out their badges. They are members of the NSA] We'd like to talk to you about your Pinewood Derby car. Stan: Aw crap, Dad! [the men enter the house and walk past Stan. He closes the door behind them] Agent Clark: Young man, what we are about to tell you is a matter of national security. Yesterday every country and embassy on Earth was contacted by... an alien life force. Stan: Alien? Agent Marx: [they turn around] Apparently the alien came across your Pinewood Derby car and is now headed to our planet. Stan: What does it want? Agent Clark: We believe that they intend to welcome us into the Galactic Federation of Planets. They will want to meet the people who discovered warp speed for our species. Randy: [coming down the stairs with a cup of coffee] Stan, did you use all the damned toilet paper agai-? [jumps back when he sees the men] Aw crap! [walks towards them defensively] What?! What do you guys want?! We said we only used what was in the kit! You got nothin' on us! You got nothin' on us! Stan: Dad they aren't here for that. Randy: [lowers his guard and shakes Agent Marx's hand] Oh. Hi, I'm Randy Marsh. Agent Clark: Mr. Marsh, we were just telling your son that thanks to you, we have made first contact with alien life. Randy: [surprised, softly] What? [looks to his right and says normally] Hey, hey Sharon. Agent Marx: NASA's confirmed that an alien ship has entered our solar system and it is headed here. Randy: So, so guess what? Our Pinewood Derby car found alien life in space. Sharon: [walks in from the kitchen with her own cup of coffee] What? Oh my God. Randy: Yeah, but I guess it's just a dumb little race like you said, huh Sharon? Reporter: Our first encounter with extraterrestrial life is about to happen. Will it be like in Star Trek: First Contact? Or will it be more like Contact, with Jodie Foster? Randy: [jumps back in horror] Aw shit, it's Baby Fark McGee-zax! McGee-zax: My real name is Kevern Zaksor. I am the ambassador to new planet testing. [Stan and Randy look at each other] Britain: What the hell are they talking about? Kevern Zaksor: These are not space cops. [the officers remove their helmets] There is no space jail, and space cash is only worth what you as a planet decided it was worth. I mean, how stupid is your species? Space jail? Baby Fark McGee-zax? Randy: It was... a trick? Officer 2: Whenever a civilization discovers warp speed, we want to bring them into the Federation of Planets, but first we do the space cash test, to see if that species is worthy of joining. Kevern Zaksor: Needless to say, you all failed. [he and the two officers go back inside the ship. He turns at his door's entrance and clears his throat] People of earth, since you did not return the space cash, your species and your planet is hereby forever blocked off and barred from the rest of the universe. Goodbye. [his door closes. The ramps all go back into the ship and the ship takes off] Randy: No heywaitwait, no! [the ship zooms away from the planet and leaves behind two probes that evolve into a cube of energy shields] Well that sucks! from South Park Episode 'Pinewood Derby' (S13E6) South Park created by Trey Parker (The Book of Mormon) and Matt Stone (Team America: World Police)

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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"

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