The Man From Outer Space And Generic Cialis

It came as quite a shock when Tim Flanagan was told that his current fare was from another planet. It was 1:00 AM, the end of his shift, and the blond haired, blue-eyed man he had picked up the airport lived all the way across the city, so he had thought it would be a good way to end the night. He hadn’t done so well during most of his shift, it had been a pretty light night.

That was, of course, before he was sitting at a traffic light when the man decided to speak for the first time since hailing him. “I’m an alien. From outer space.” His voice was cool, calm and flat, as if he were doing nothing more than remarking on the weather.

Tim looked at the man through his rearview mirror. “And you just flew in tonight, huh?”

“That is correct,” answered the man, calmly and as a matter of fact.

“So what brings you to Earth, buddy?” Tim asked. He decided it would be best to play along, maybe the guy was a good tipper for all his insanity.

“I am in need of something that is not available on my world. Sildenafil. Or Tadalafil.”

“Tada-who?” asked Tim. He had no idea what the man was talking about.

“Sildenafil, as in Viagra. Generic Viagra. Tadalafil is Generic Cialis. They are for those with erectile dysfunction.”

“Yeah, I know what you’re talking about. Generic Viagra. You like to go cheap, eh?” The cabbie chuckled to himself as he spoke.

“Generic Viagra works just as well as name brand Viagra. So does Generic Cialis. And they will suit the needs of my people very well,” said the man who claimed to be from outer space.

“So just where do you plan to get your hands on this Generic Cialis, buddy?” asked Tim. He glanced down the empty street, made a turn. He hoped he was going the right way, it had been a while since he had been in this part of town.

“Well that is where I was hoping you could help me. You see, my people while on a survey mission happened across a signal from your planet: a commercial for a Generic Viagra product. However, we were unsure as to exactly how to procure it. It said I needed to consult a doctor.”

Tim nodded. “Yeah, you need a prescription for that stuff I think. I don’t know for sure, though, I’ve never used it myself. You said 8192 Dawson St., right? Cuz we’re almost there.”

“That is correct, sir.” Tim pulled the taxi over to the side of the road once they had reached the destination. “How much do I owe you?”

“$27.50. You got yourself some Earth money, there?” Tim laughed.

The man nodded. “Yes I do.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of money and handed Tim $30.00. “Keep the change. Oh, and this.” He reached into another pocket and pulled out a tiny glowing blue ball, shining brighter than anything Tim had ever seen. It was almost blinding. “This is from my homeworld. You can touch it, it’s not hot. Just a little toy. I thought you might like to have it.” He handed the ball to Tim and stepped outside. Tim looked at the ball unbelievably and drove off, not knowing what to think about the man from outer space.