Before the holiday feast, a scouting party staked out Magic Door Beach.
Vigilance rewarded; extraterrestrial craft spotted.
The radiolarians carpeted the coast, sending one of their number inland.
Back at the rancheria, the ambassador was found to have established a symbiosis with a beloved family pet, taking on the appearance of a rubber tongue. A win-win-win.
We roasted a beast, and were at peace.
