Today I saw an alien walking by a pile of black bicycles. He was tall, skinny, big head, big eyes, gangly, a slot for a mouth, and tiny ear holes. Pretty typical. Just strolling by.
The bikes were all the same, 100% black, in a huge pile about 10 bikes high, held together by hot glue. He was strolling, strutting, looking cool. Nothing to see here - just a damn alien and a pile of bikes.
And that's my story. I'm sticking to it.