Google translation (Drunk):
Well, I don't want everyone to know what I saw (at the airport last night). But I'll tell everyone anyways: I was walking towards my car to put away supper containers. I was the only person in the area, besides two other guys who were groping each other at a picnic table near by. I saw a circular object in the sky with lights and a dot in the middle, resembling what I believe to be a flying saucer (In other words, it was just a plane).
I don't need Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones in my neighborhood, knocking at my door, questioning what I saw and flashing fancy lasers in my eyes. I don't want the amazing memory I had of last night erased. It's still hard to believe I lost my virginity to an alien species that special night. Which, as a matter of fact, basically confirms nWo to be true.
Also, I'm not drunk. I will never drink. Only sometimes on special occasions...like now and last night. I got wasted one night in Canada. Did you know the legal age to consume alcohol in Canada is 18? Beer tastes nasty as hell over there.
"You will lose." -Ivan Drago