HARVEST MOON

by Mik

"Mmm, Mulder, look at that moon."

"So? It's big and orange. Come on, Scully."

"It seems close enough to touch."

"Scully, we could be having E.B.E.s touch us. Come on."

"Why are we in Wisconsin again?"

"Lights, Scully, big - look at that!"

"Oh, my God, Mulder. What is it?"

"I don't know but it's huge. Flying low, hovering. Where's the night scope?"

"I've got it. This is strange. There's some kind of writing on the side. I think I can understand some of it."

"That proves my consortium conspiracy theory! What does it say?"

"I...H..."

"What's that mean?"

"International Harvester."

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(Mik wrote this one for frogdoggie, when he was up to his ears getting the corn in on his farm.)