Today, in order to become a "conspirologist", it is enough to tell people about the real state of affairs and point them to obvious causal relationships.

I watched the oil painting today.

I am standing at the stop, waiting for a colleague, knocking on the phone. Disposition: a woman and a man are sitting on the stop-box, also in the phones, near the garbage two men smoke and talk about themselves.

A guy, a little older than 20 years of age, sits on the bench from the edge and looks at one point. Almost immediately comes a little red plummet, a girl driving. The passenger glass descends, and the girl says, clearly addressing the guy: "Sereja! Oh the serenity! Stop showering, we went home, right?”

I am distracted by the phone (drama!I look at the serenity. The serenity sits like a stone, demonstratively looks to the side, does not react. The girl continues: "And the palm trees are waiting, I almost filled the freezer. I bought the creams.”

Action begins immediately. Both smoking men simultaneously shoot the bulls into the urn, one goes to the car, the other to Seret. The first opens the passenger door, the second grabs Serezhenko by the hand, and the man who was sitting before that nearby begins to help him: grabs under the second hand, the two of them tear the guy off the bench and drag to the car, halfway the smoker No. 1 joins them. I approach to help, but there is no place there, and they do well.

Three under the white scrolls stumble Serezhenko to the car and start to stumble there, while all three on him: "You are completely squeezed? Almost a full fridge! Such things are not abandoned! Live in the car until we stuck you in the trunk! Take the jacket! Yet another cream! Totally a fool?” Serezhenka has a slight shock on his face, he resists, but somehow sluggish. They knock him in the car, close the door, the girl screams “Thank you guys!” and collapses from place. The men look after, one says "I am a fool", the other answers "Yes, younger yet", everyone returns to their places.

Aliens are arriving on Earth. Delegations of different countries, religious leaders gather around and question the aliens about their lives.

When the turn comes to the Pope, he asks, “Do you know of the Savior and Lord our God, Jesus Christ?”

“A, Jesus,” the alien answered. “Of course we know him. He visits us every year to make sure we’re okay.”

Surprised, the Father cried out, “Every year? We have been waiting for his second coming for 2000 years.“”

The stranger sees that the priest begins to get angry and tries to reassure him: “Well, maybe he likes our chocolate more than yours.”

My dad wondered, “Chocolate? What does this have to do here?“”

“Yes the chocolate. When he first visited our planet, we gave him a healthy box of chocolates. Guess, what did you do?”