When his spaceship was struck by a meteor, the alien was forced to land on Earth. Walking around, he approached Hymie's Deli and saw bagels in the window; smiling, he hurried inside.

"Sir," he said in halting English, "I wonder if I might buy two wheels for my spacecraft."

Hymie had no idea what the extraterrestrial was talking about until he pointed a spindly green finger at the bagels in the window.

"Oh, no...no," grinned Hymie, "those aren't wheels...those are bagels."

Not certain that he'd made himself clear, "Sir, I would like to buy two of those wheels for my spacecraft."

Hymie's good humor began to waver. "Lissen, greenie, I said those are *bagels*. They're for eating."

Still smiling, the alien said, "Sir, I would like to buy two of those wheels for my spacecraft."

Getting angry now, Hymie turned and pulled a bagel from the bin, handed it to the alien, and told him to taste it.

So doing, the little green man looked at Hymie and nodded. "You know," he said, "this would go great with cream cheese."