Men from Space

Two aliens landed in the desert near Birdsville. They spotted the
petrol station that was closed for the night.

They walked up to the old time petrol pump and the younger alien
addressed it saying, 'Greetings, Earthling. We come in peace. Take us
to your leader.'

The old petrol pump, of course, didn't respond. The younger alien
became angry at the lack of response and the older alien said, 'I'd
calm down if I were you.'

The younger alien ignored the warning and repeated his greeting.

Again, there was no response. Annoyed by what he perceived to be the
pump's haughty attitude, he drew his ray gun and said impatiently,
Greetings, Earthling. We come in peace. Do not ignore us this way!
Take us to your leader or I will fire!'

The older alien warned his comrade again saying, 'You don't want to do
that! I don't think you should make him mad.'

'Rubbish,' replied the cocky, young alien, then he aimed his weapon at
the pump and opened fire. There was a huge explosion. A massive
fireball roared towards them and blew the younger alien off his feet
and deposited him a burnt crumpled mess about 200 metres away in a dry
creek bed.

About a half hour passed. When he finally regained consciousness, he
refocused his three eyes and straightened his bent antenna and looked
dazedly at the older, wiser alien, who was standing over him shaking
his big, green head.

'What a ferocious creature!' exclaimed the young, fried alien. 'He
damn near killed me! How in the name of hell did you know he was so
dangerous?'

The older alien leaned over, placed a friendly feeler on his crispy
friend and replied, 'If there's something I've learned during my
intergalactic travels, you don't want to mess with a bloke who can
wrap his penis around himself twice and then stick it in his ear.'