People of Earth! Do not be alarmed by our helmets; we need them to breathe your primitive Earth atmosphere! We have journeyed many thousands of lightyears in search of kibble for our dying pla — Did you just call me “Mr. Coffee”? Why does everyone keep calling me “Mr. Coffee”? I fly all this way, my people are starving, I’m supposed to bring back kibble, and all you people do is crack jokes! Who is this Mr. Coffee, anyway — is he like your leader or something? Does he have all the kibble?
Via Imgur. There is no intelligent life without Mr. Coffee, Julie.