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"Adventures of the Starship Raisinprize"
"Episode 1 - Transmission 3 of 5"
POP ... POP ... POP ... SQUEAK (Jim, Sock, and Bones reappear on the
bridge with dozens of squeaky toys. Loud cheers erupt from the crew.)
CAPTAIN: "No time to party now. We need to get out of orbit quickly.
RED ALERT!"
UPOOPOO: "The Dogulons are hailing us."
CAPTAIN: "On screen."
DOGULON CAPTAIN: "WOOF!" (slobber splashing all over the screen) "How
dare you steal our squeaky toys! We will destroy you now!"
CAPTAIN: (to Dogulon captain in a sing song voice) "Neener neener, dook
dook dook! End transmission." (screen goes blank) "Load Poop Torpedoes
and prepare to fire."
CHECKOV: "Four more Dogulon wessels approaching. Sir, they out gun us."
CAPTAIN: "Sulu, get us out of here now! Scotty, ENGAGE ALL HAMSTERS!
Set course for the Hidey-Hole. Evasive WAR DANCE Alpha."
SULU: "The Dogulons are firing. They are pooping everywhere. No
precision, no manners. Stupid Dogulons!"
CAPTAIN: "Target their propulsion and FIRE!"
SULU: "Direct hit sir. Two Dogulons are stopping to sniff themselves.
Six more Dogulon War-Paws approaching. Ten seconds to Hidey Hole!" (The
ship rocks hard) "That one was close!"
(The Raisinprize bounces around the sky in a random seeming fashion, but
manages to evade all incoming poops. Moments latter they disappear into
the Hidey Hole.)
(to be continued)
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Bryan P. Coffey - Boston, MA
The Weasel Warriors - Albi, Esef, Merri & Mint
http://www.gis.net/~bpcoffey/furball.html
[Posted in FML issue 2714]
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