I don’t think the aliens do that. If you want an example of a being who raises pets, then leaves them to starve and die of untreated disease, you need to look for God.
This feels like one of those fools errands you get sent for when you start a new job. I still havent found any shop that stocks Elbow Grease. But I trust you, you wouldn’t trick me like this.
Btw I still haven’t found that Glass Hammer or left handed screwdriver you asked for. Someone did point me in the direction of where to find some Dill Dough, though. I’ll mail those to you next time I’m in town near the store.
That would be the people who refuse to spay and neuter and provide common sense care for their animals.
God gave dominion over the animals to man
And the person who doesn’t care for his animals stands condemned by God
I’m on an AI trip lately ![]()
On my submarine the “new guy fool’s errand” was “we need an a gang punch, run up to Machinery One and get one.” Machinery One, the compartment, was manned by the Machinery One Watch, which was covered by the Auxiliary Division…commonly called “A gangers.” A gang operated and maintained a lot of machinery that involved a whole lot of valves, and they all had forearms like Popeye. Suffice to say that anyone showing up in machinery one and asking for an A gang punch would always get one, usually right in the sternum so they could consider their life choices for a few minutes until they could breathe normally again.
Nothing like being trapped on a submarine with nowhere to run.
Torturing new guys related more to having nothing to do than having nowhere to run.
Another favorite, tell the new guy he has mail buoy duty. Next time we come to periscope depth report to the hatch, in full foul weather gear and safety harness, with the fourteen foot boat hook, because we will be surfacing to meet the mail buoy.
This leads to a frantic scramble to get their letters home written and hilarious pictures of the new guy all decked out in foul weather gear, holding the boat hook and a huge ‘mail bag,’ while the rest of the crew finds any excuse to file through machinery one upper level to see them.
There’s one I’ve seen pulled on fire stations - it’s not funny.
There is an NCO on the watch - we’ll call him “Tommy”. A couple of people will drop into conversation with the new guy “Tommy’s sister is a ballet dancer - he’s really proud of her. If you want to get on with him, just ask about her dancing - he’ll talk to you all day”.
So the new guy does. And Tommy turns to him, stone faced, and says “My sister’s got no legs”.
That’s what people called a joke in the seventies.
But it looks like the joke “has legs.” ![]()
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Couldn’t resist the pun.