The aliens are attacking, and we’re plum out of viruses to upload to the mothership. They’re a crafty bunch, having erased every known record of Slim Whitman’s “Indian Love Call” from existence before setting foot on Earth. Commander Shepard is on vacation, Superman is out of logos to throw, and Schwarzenegger is still waiting for his stock of redshirts to be replenished in preparation for the final battle. Earth’s last, best hope rests with the army…who will prevail?