[ IP ] Age 24

I find myself staring at the camera protruding from an alien butthole three times a week. It just pops in out of the ground, the earth begins to shift beneath my feet and be it a ten feet deep crater or an enormous ant hill and I say `` not again'', still I always end up at the same position, three times a week, staring at the camera protruding from an alien butthole. 
 
 I'm 24, on the cusp of manhood. I should be studying why that blueberry spaceship is like that. I should be sitting in makeshift salons and be debating reasons on why the moon is n't made of cheese and how we came to be here but whatever I do, my life is continuously interrupted with strange phenomena involving cameras and buttholes. 
 
 I wonder if it is the same alien or the same camera every time. I would n't ever want to touch it. Does n't it hurt the alien? Why is he even here? Why is he bothering me? I really want to know and it is just on the verge of tearing me from inside. 

