This is the 11th time a group of oxygen breathers have gotten together at this particular location, and ascending the steps to brag, boast, and bellow out what has happened for the last year. They will trade funny little metallic tokens, share pictures, might even get a beep on their communicators (and suddenly disappear for a short time frame).
There will be an attempt to acquire the souls of all those that attend, and wind up being motionless on the metal horizontal planks. If the historical view screen is working, the little ones will be able to watch highly entertaining information services.
There will be fun and entertaining skills of mind blowing tactics. Only those sentients with a highly evolved frontal lobe will be getting the highest scores. Let us see who is almost like Walter O’Brien. (Does anyone know who this is?).
The event will have a Pot Luck sustenance table. Thus, please use your replicators in your living spaces to make something succulent that others will ingest. Sorry, no prize for the item that gets demolished first. There is a no host bar. The Gianan like being will be beaming over from the giant land mass to dole out the cold beverages. Bring your cameras.
The side door will be open at 1800 hrs (6pm). This is only for security reasons. We will attempt to amass our togetherness until midnight.