this is not a fictious attempt:
A stranger walks into a bar, and a man sitting there asks him " hey man they are saying we are gonna have worst days ahead".
He looks around and orders a coffee pretending to think of an answer. As the light reflecting from a window across the street falls on his shaky hand he puts out his cigarette and stares directly into the man's eyes and then he says " I've been hearing there will be a war since I learned how to say war. Can you tell me if the war ever really ended around here?"
Man:" Yes! but maybe you don't get what I am saying. This time they are going to take over the country!"
Stranger:" really! who they? you mean.."
He is interrupted
Man:" Aliens! They are coming to force us to be like them."
Stranger:" I know a good therapist, let me give you his card"
The end
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