The only think I would want to know before boarding their craft is

Do you have a bathroom aboard………that’s all I’d be worried about.

Off we go…………..what a trip that would be.  I hope my kids don’t worry.

Well, before we leave, could you lend me a quarter E.T.?…. I’d like to phone home.

Something similar happens out at my cousin’s ranch a few times a year, except the aliens are from Earth. So let’s rephrase the question:

You are walking in the desert with a pistol in your holster and two pitbulls by your side, and the dogs flush about 100 illegal aliens wearing all-black out of the scrub bushes on your property. The aliens are waiting for the coyote (human smuggler) to show up, pack them tightly into the back of a delivery truck and give them a ride past the border checkpoint. How do you react?

Answer: React the same way as last time it happened, and the time before that, and the time before that - Call Border Patrol again.

Well , being an avid sci-fi reader … I am gonna agree with the character Trisha McMillian , by Douglas Adams … there are times when you just dont go back for your bag , and when an alien offers you a lift , thats one of them. Hopefully , I will be armed with all I need. But it makes me wonder if I should be carrying around a towel now …

 No but seriously … I think it would be fitting of me to leave with aliens … I dont think anyone would doubt I did it… 

Sure, sounds like a great adventure. Just let me call my hubster and mom so they know what’s going on.

I would probably go if I felt that the beings truly were not a threat. (If I thought there was going to be any sort of "probing" questions, I’d take a pass!)

I think I have a residual Close Encounters of the Third Kind condition. Whenever I feel down, I watch that film. The final scenes never fail to restore a sense of wonder and adventure and the idea that keeping an open mind is the real passage to happiness.

I would call my girlfriend (she reads a lot of Science Fiction books) and ask her what to do (hopefully my cellphone would work in the woods).

If I wouldn’t be able to reach her, I would hitch a ride, I hate being in the woods by myself.

I’d ask them if I could bring my dogs with me….  I watched The Last Starfighter about a bazillion times.  :o)

I would tell them pick me up at the same spot in a few houres. Id go to the nearest supermarket, pick up thirteen cadbury chocolate bars and walk out without paying. Id finally feel the urge to walk down the street wearing my panties and bra alone. Id hold up a bank with a watergun, then play drop dead..and wen Im sure ive done all the mischief i culd tink of Ill let the police chase me out into the woods and the spaceship will land, I will climb aboard..vwada bing wvada boom, Ill be returned in the next century when the posters advertising me MISSING and WANTED have been rain beaten and torn…returned a happy and content girl in New York..not in Guyana, South America..