Not Alien

While driving home I looked up and saw this strange pattern of dots and dashes in the sky. I was a little freaked out because they did not seem like a natural creation. Then I noticed that I was growing. White poofs continued appearing in an orderly fashion one after another. It was a bright blue day and I couldn't see any planes but I knew it wasn't alien.


Then I remembered a new type of experimental jet engine called a "pulse jet engine" or "pulse detonation engine". This engine made contrails like white balls one after another instead of the typical unbroken stream. By this time I parked my car, ran into the house, and got my camera. Outside I snapped a few shots but no one else on the street seemed interested. Later that evening I showed my pictures to my dad and he pointed out they spelled something.

"What do you mean spell something?"
"Like an advertisement."
"But I don't see any letters... oh. right. there. Oh wow. How the hell did I miss that?!"

No, thank you very much. I don't want to lower my insurance rates.