The Great Kitchen Sponge Invasion

Aliens?! Say no more! I grabbed a plastic bendy straw, clamped on a metal chip clip as my tactical helmet, and marched across the rug to face the invading armada: three green kitchen scrub sponges stacked up by the floor cushions! I let out a mighty war roar, lunged forward with my straw spear, and poked the top sponge right in its slimy porous belly. It wobbled, toppled backward, and sent a flying plastic bottle cap skittering across the floor like a defeated UFO. Earth is officially safe—thanks to me!