Weirdo
Ben and Rook went to Mr. Smoothy's one day. Rook commented on human cuisine being strange to aliens along the way. Ben shrugged. He had a much different view of things.
"I don't see how human foods are so strange in comparison to alien food. Some of the things YOU eat make me want to puke! Humans have some of the best food around, in my opinion. Excluding my Grandfather's cooking, of course."
"Your Grandfather's cooking is actually quite gourmet to many aliens," Rook told him.
Ben made a disgusted face. "I'm not shocked."
They reached the Mr. Smoothy's. It wasn't very busy today.
"Your smoothies, for example, have very strange flavors," Rook said. "I would not think a combination of chocolate and broccoli would be palatable to the average human."
"Better than what you had for lunch yesterday. Undertown has the grossest foods! How can you eat things that smell like manure?" Ben made a fake gagging sound.
"Your human cheeses have terrible scents, but everyone eats them anyway. They are considered gourmet as well," Rook countered. "Some have live MAGGOTS in them! I find that perplexing."
"Taste varies from country to country," Ben muttered. "I can't help what some other humans like eating. Supposedly the cheese is very delicious."
Rook rolled his eyes. They approached the counter. "I will have one vanilla wheatgrass smoothie, please."
"Vanilla wheatgrass? Now that's weird," Ben commented.
"Weird? It is a human designed flavor," Rook said.
"Well, it's a weird one," Ben muttered. "Anyway. I'll have a pork and gravy smoothie, please."
Rook rolled his eyes again. "I don't think humans understand how hypocritical they sound to the average alien sometimes!" he thought. "They are always making judgements about others without judging themselves first."
The End!