Fran Drescher. Explains so much, right? Honestly, hasn’t she always kind of struck you as some weird other-world science project, what with that nasal voice and weird, rambling walk of hers? Doesn’t it just make *sense* that, long ago, aliens visited Franny the Nanny, took her up to the wide expanse of outer space in their big old starship and probed her with a variety of … I don’t know, probe-like things? And that those things probably made her the way she is today? Because it’s probably, more than likely, true. Check it out, from the Huff Po:
“You know, it’s funny because Peter (Fran’s ex-husband) and I both saw [aliens] before we knew each other, doing the same thing, driving on the road with our dads. We were both in junior high. A few years later, we met, and we realized that we had the same experience. I think that somehow we were programmed to meet. We both have this scar. It’s the exact same scar on the exact same spot.”
But ex-husband Peter Marc Jacobson wasn’t so convinced of the couple’s extraterrestrial pasts. He says Fran got the small scar on her hand from a a drill bit or burning herself holding a hot cup of water. But Fran says, no way.
“I said to him, that’s what the aliens programmed us to think. But really, that’s where the chip is.”
So, is she for real? Hell if I know. She might think she is, and I’m not negating the possibility that she was, in fact, once abducted by extra-terrestrials, but using this in an effort to explain away the fact of being unknowingly-married to a gay man for two decades? I think that’s where this story really gets its shot of reality: “But mom, it’s not my fault I married a gay man – the aliens made me do it.”