Attack of the Neptunian Space Beetles from Space, Part 4

"Hey Bobby, ya wanna... well, well shucks, ya wanna go have a hamburger at the Burger joint?"

"Why sure Cindy!"

The two walked off, forgetting their near-death beetle experience.

Back in the Soviet Russia, the shocked Comrade-Secretariat-for-the-Great-Outer-Space-Affairs looked at his Aut-O-Matic ScanTRON GGS Black-on-Green Monitor. It appeared that the beetles were headed for a place on the border of Georia, Arkansas, and Illinios.

Then the Comrade remembered something: this was the town that made headlines two years back when it rebuilt the city in Stalinesque architecture. The comrade thought of his own house, a stalinesque
cardboard box, and realized how insane these people were.
He also realized that they were headed for the United States because they were confused... they thought that this small soviet-style town was actually the USSR that had colonized Neptune.

Back in Georarkansois, Cindy and Bobby were eating a hamburger at the local burger joint. Someone sat down next to them. It was a man in a large trench coat. Cindy, very drunk from too much milkshake (with Bourbon) said, "Hey mister, why you looking so saad?"
The man made some arthropodic clicking squishing sounds,
"Oh I see," said Cindy, "you have AIDS."
"Yeah," said Bobby, "I heard them folk got beetle-oid eyes and terrible fangs."
"Just like that guy," said Cindy.

The man in the trench coat suddenly threw off his clothing and revealed the silver exo-skeleton of the space beetles.

(OP: Ben, October 30 2006)