15 for 15 Contest --- Closed

Mike was a little upset that he had to drive the extra twenty minutes to Pickford for beer, but ABC Package, the liquor store in his town, disappeared. People would say they went out of business if it wasn't for the fact, that the store right down to the foundation had literally disappeared. Nothing remained but Johnny's old pickup in the parking lot. Johnny was gone too as was his brother Red.

So here was Mike driving down Scenic Route 124 in pursuit of the beer, so he could watch the Dawgs beat Alabama when out of nowhere hundreds of cases of beer fell right out of the sky like debris from the bigger kegger in the universe.

Mike screeched to a halt and looked out at the debris. A whizzing noise made him glance up where a flying saucer teetered uncertainly above the pine forest. It swerved madly across the road, righted itself, and suddenly deposited two people in the road. It then zoomed off into the atmosphere.

Johnny and Red stumbled down the road drunkenly screaming the Georgia fight song at the top of their lungs. When they came up to Mike's car, they greeted him congenially as if nothing could be more normal. "Boy howdy," Red said overloudly, "that was one Hell of a party!!"