The Basque evil

After the reportedly cordial walk through Jardin Pierrot Triste, where we admired -among other amenities- the geminized bubblubas created by Leonardo Torres Quevedo, we were exposed to intriguing ray that fascinated our head, the ray seemed to come from some where, and made us enter the room in a sudden

we became robotic, we became
devoid of will:


the room was located somewhere in the centre of Hendaye, the room, and despite the sun still shone hangelenge from the fermement in the out-side, la maldad vasca was inside

evil Basque faces observed us, patibulary, insidious

the angular expressions of their rictuses accompanied the tea, which was served on a small green Japanese table or mesita ratona with little wheels (in order to be transported toward varied sectors of the habitation).

Their evil Basque eyes didn't stop observing us with fixed retina during 6 hours, from behind their strange ovvoid magnifying glasses, or lupas:

in that moment we knew we coped with extraterrestrial intelli-gence

the female asked us many questions with mouth closed, using a mental system of emissions called telekino

her vulva seemed to beat in pulsatile rhythm from under her grey pants.

When they obtained all our cerebral information, an automaton moved by radiofrequency UHF at 300 megahertz escorted us to the door.