‘What on earth’s that?’ Frank was lying naked, face down on a massage table like contraption in the centre of the spaceship.  He craned his neck to look at the almond eyed monster holding what looked like a bloodied piece of bamboo.  The alien tapped it slowly against his other gloved hand ….
‘I think its  … how you say … an anal probe?’ The alien grinned.
Frank blanched white and lost control of his bowels.
The alien laughed. ‘Ha! Works every time.  Best way to get  a stool sample.’ He patted Frank on the back. ‘You worry too much, Frank,’ he spun the bamboo in his hand.  ‘This one we use on cows!’

Author: Scifantor

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