On an arid Persian plateau, Mahmoud and Jamaal tend to some goats.
[Jamaal] "Mahmoud! Look in sky! What strange airplane!"
[Mahmoud] "That is no plane. I have no seen the plane like this before!"
The stealth drone comes to an abrupt landing nearby, but remains mostly intact. The herdsmen approach cautiously.
[Mahmoud] "Oh no! It is not plane. It is UFO! Now comes time when small gray man with the big eyes depart the UFO and probe my 'down there' place with strange instrument!"
[Jamaal] "Mahmoud, be reasonable. The Prophet wrote of no such thing. I think you see too much the SyFy channel and get the bad idea from."
[Mahmoud] "No! I hate the intentional misspelling of words and brands and slogans. It is not catchy or effective." [getting irrationally angry] "No! Not catchy! It is vexing only. So I no to watch the SyFy. Just the name 'SyFy' make me wants to kill the Joooos."
[Jamaal] "So? A pleasant breeze at the sunrise make you wants to kill the Joooos."
[Mahmoud] "Yes. What is your point?"
[Jamaal] "I do not remember the point. Oh yes. There is no strange man do those things on you."
[Mahmoud] "But there is! It happened also just the last night!"
[Jamaal] "No, my friend. That was just me."
[Mahmoud, relieved] "What then of this plane? Let us go nearer."
The two herdsmen sidle near enough to almost touch the unusual craft. Eerie clicks and hissing noises emanate from it as its engine cools in the chill evening air.
[Mahmoud, cringing] "My soul is troubled by this machine. I cannot touch it or come closer. It is like being near to the Michael Moore wearing Speedo... Much evil."
[Jamaal] "But where is the cockpit? Where is the pilot?" [throws rock at screen where pilot's seat is found on traditional manned aircraft]
[Mahmoud] "Jamaal! Stop! I tell you it is evil! It is flown by a djinn! If there is no pilot, what can be other explanation?"
(to be continued?)