Seattle Space Needle Reflection at Night

Dear Space Aliens in the Year 5720

Max Hotel Pokestop

I see you’ve found our planet, or at least what’s left of it.

In case you were wondering, our species died off when every male age 16-67 stopped pursuing the nappy snappy, and began pursuing Pokemon.  Not that anyone of our time blamed them, I mean, if hitting the luscious hoo-haa meant that you’d have to wear one of these, Pikachu would start looking pretty good to you too.

Oh sure, history has always had its share of guys with Peter Pan syndrome, but when businesses started openly encouraging the phenomenon, our extinction was virtually assured.

So sorry nobody was here to greet you.

 

Best Regards,

SeattleRex

 

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