Mechanismatic
I used whatfontis.com to figure it out:
Could I cut up my wish into just wiping parts of a few songs? Like the march tune from Tears of a Clown, the electronic watch alarm in Rock the Casbah, and the chopsticks part of Blinded by the Light.
Our guns were no match for their energy weapons. They disintegrated anyone who got in their way.
We weren’t sure if they didn’t understand us or they just didn’t care.
We tried to offer them resources but they disintegrated those as well.
The only thing we knew for sure was that we needed to keep running in order to survive their invasion.
We thought we would be safe in the caves, but their energy weapons made quick work of our cavernous shelter.
I was in the back with my pistol, ready to defend the children, when they broke through the last defenders.
I spent the entire magazine, but nothing could pierce their armor.
I threw my gun at them uselessly, resigned to my inevitable fate.
One of them stepped forward, extending a clawed tentacle. The small object at the end of its appendage squawked to life.
“You…are…John…Berrington… confirm.”
I glanced at my wife as her eyes went wide.
They could speak our language.
I nodded my head.
“Confirm!” The volume got louder.
They didn’t know what a nod meant.
“I confirm,” I said. “I am John Berrington.”
The silence hung in the air as I waited to be blasted to atoms, but it squawked again.
“We…have…been…trying…to reach you…about your…planet’s extended warranty.”
It does take a commitment because they have good memories so if they get used to you feeding them, they’ll continue to expect it and they train their younger generations to recognize you. That means having consistent sources of food for them and feeling guilty when you forget to bring crow treats with you when you’re outside. They might also start to follow anyone who they see you with, expecting that they too will have treats.
That said, it’s great to have crow friends. They follow me around the neighborhood and at work. It makes me feel like a druid with animal familiars. I’ve had crows swoop and squawk at a dog that was barking at me and my dog. The crows left me a stone in the bird bath that they use in my yard.
I’ve been using black ink Pilot Rolling Ball Precise v5 extra fine pens for about 25 years, back to when the body was gray instead of black. They write well, can have a nice crisp scratching sound when used on the right paper, the body is a good weight, easy to spin in your fingers when you’re bored in a meeting, the cold feel of the metal clip is nice for some reason.