ALF1986

ALF:
[slowly enters kitchen] The Great Orange hunter stalks his prey.

[opens fridge] Ah, he sees it. The illusive loin of Pork the most prized catch in the refridgidary jungle. What's this?

[picks a note off the food and reads it] "ALF don't eat this" Why would I eat this?

[throws away the note] Ever so deftly the great orange hunter maneuvers his weapon. He strikes.

[as he does this an earthquake starts] Whoa. Has the hunter angered the gods? Okay, I won't eat pork.