You may already have lost Aliens trying to communicate rearrange magnetic letters on the fridge stymied: no punctuation in desperation, a riff on the old crop-circle technique of their reckless youth alas, defeated by a coarse medium and running out of shrubs "Honey, what does ‘Lake u5 toy our lead’ mean?" Finally! Mind control one of the humans has become their unwilling servant he will do anything they ask anything in his power to hasten their conquest of the Earth! "Darling, you've thrown your cereal on the floor again— Mommy is not pleased! What's got into you?"