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A space invader has been said to have been witnessed on a handful of occasions on the shore of Lake Bellaire excavating a gap.

The alien navigator of a flying saucer may be seen over and over again trashing a book next to the water at Ball Point.

A large frightening giant has once in a while been witnessed strolling along a desolate road next to Alden.

An ET from planet Saturn is occasionally seen emerging in a mirror.

A space invader from another planet is rumored to have been made out on numerous instances at Cedar River in the early morning hours before sunrise flinging stones into the flow.

 

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Ghost Sightings From Alden



How did Arthur get killed ironing curtains ?
- He fell out of the window.
My dad built the Rocky Mountains!
Yeah, well, my dad killed the dead sea.
A sailor and a pirate are talking in a bar.
- Wow, said the sailor, you really have it all. Wooden leg, hand hook, eye patch. How did you loose your leg?
- Har, I fell overboard in a battle and a shark bit off my leg.
- Whoo, sounds painful, how about your hand how did you lose that?
- Har, har. It was cut off by an enemies sword during battle.
- Wow, and how about your eye, how did you lose your eye?
- Har, that happened when a mosquito flew into my eye, har.
- A mosquito in the eye, how could you lose an eye from that?
- Har Har, it was my first day with the hook, har.
Arthur had been a car mechanic ever since he dropped out of high school, he died young at the age of 34. When he met Saint Peter at the gates of heaven he asked:
- Saint Peter, why did you let me die so young?
- Well now Arthur, based on how many hours you've been charging your customers according to your accounting records you are 95 years old.
What's the difference between a coward and a careful person?
A coward is someone else, a careful person is yourself.
Nancy: Meet my baby brother!
Jenny: How cute! What's his name?
Nancy: I don't know. I don't understand a word he says.
Arthur's son Arthur Junior was saying his bed-time prayers and Arthur was listening in from behind the door, he finished by saying ''Bless Mom and Dad and Grandma, and Rest in Peace Grandpa.''
Arthur thought that was a strange thing to say since Grandpa was still alive and well. But the next day Grandpa died of a sudden massive heart attack. Arthur of course thought that was spooky but it was probably a coincidence.
But a few months later it happened again, Arthur's son finished his prayer with ''Bless Mom and Dad, and Rest in Peace Grandma''. The next day Arthur's mother-in-law died unexpectadly.
Old people die all the time figured Arthur, it's just a concidence.
But a few months later he overheard his sons prayer again, this time it ended with ''Bless Mom, and Rest in Peace Dad''.
This is bad thought Arthur. The next day he called in sick but didn't tell his wife Gertrude. He left the house very early before any other cars were out and drove very carefully to the nearest hospital. He sat down in the reception area and just sat there all day, he figured if he gets sick suddenly he'll have a better chance here at the hospital. He sat there until midnight and then he went home feeling very relieved.
- When he got home his wife looked very emotional. ''Where have you been all day I tried to call you at work, something horrible has happened. Your best friend Delbert got hit by a garbage truck and died.''.
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