OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY
Time was of the essence!
Soon, the beautiful, talented, intelligent, athletic, heroic Rosie would be nothing but spaze dust, if Gary did not find her real quick-like!
After circumventing the Asteroids Of Death, avoiding the deadly bites of infamous "Spaze Pi-RATS, who stowaway on all untidy spazeships, and blasting his way through the "Meteors Of Impossibility," Gary was still trying to avoid scratching that debilitating rash that was in an embarrassing location.
Rosie is remaining the brave little warrior woman, and never giving up hope her lifelong friend would save her! She begins to dream and imagines she is Sweet Polly Purebred singing to Underdog...
All of a sudden, over the incessant sound of rash scratching, Gary hears the sweetest sound he can imagine. It starts out very low and keeps getting stronger and stronger...Oh, where, oh where is my underdog, Oh where, oh where can he be...
Eureka! I've found her! She must have fallen asleep and is dreaming she's Sweet Polly Purebred again!
In a millionth of a second, Gary zeros in on Rosie's signal, and "beams" her off that disgusting planet into the warmth and safety of the Silver Sausage!
As Gary holds his faithful friend in his arms, and looks into her large beautiful eyes, he is so happy she has survived! He breathes a sigh of relief, and says, " FINALLY, somebody to make good coffee again!"
Rosie - "What was THAT, you green,
Gary - Ha Ha Ha! Just tryin' to get a rise outta ya, Yellow Rose!!!
