Silver Sausage Spazeship
Imploding planet
Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11
It seems like a billion zep-years since we last spied in on Gary and Rosie, our two intrepid Glirkazoid super-E.Ts, who have just started the countdown to zoom the shining Silver Sausage spazeship to Neprotonicus 11, before it implodes at any given moment, and get the Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11 off that doomed planet before it's too late!!
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| Rosie |
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| Gary |
Rosie - "10...9...8..."
Gary - "Wait! Rosie, did you bring my eyeball warmers on board? You know it get's VERY cold on Neprotonicus 11, and my protruding eyeballs tend to chafe in the harsh winds."
Rosie - " Gary! Seriously!! You stop our countdown to ask about "EYEBALL WARMERS?!!" The billions of inhabitants of Neprotonicus 11, who are, as we speak, zooming over to Neprotonicus 12, will not survive if we don't bring the Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11 to Neprotonicus 12, so they can have power for air, lighting their homes, warmth, and microwaving their pizzas!!"
Gary - "Sorry. Go ahead and start the countdown again."
Rosie - "Very well. 10...9...8...7..."
Gary - "But, DID you bring the eyeball warmers? It's difficult for me to..."
Rosie - "YES!! YES!!!! I brought the eyeball warmers, you big nag!!! I don't know how you see in those things, anyway!!!"
Gary - "I cut holes in them, where my eyes are!"
Rosie - "But, but...if you cut holes in them where your eyes are, how do your eyes stay w...NEVER MIND! Your mind in indecipherable!"
Gary - "Why, thank you, Rosie! Go on ahead and restart the countdown."
Rosie - "No. You do it, Gary! I'm tired."
Gary - "Don't mind if I do! 1o...9...8..."
Rosie - "BLAH, BLAH, BLA, BLAH BLAH!!!"
Gary - "Now that's being childish, Rosie!"
Rosie - "I know! But it's SO MUCH FUN!!!"
To make a long story even longer and more boring, Rosie and Gary FINALLY complete the countdown, after a good two and a half parsecs, and the
Rosie - "You know what's funny, Gary?"
Gary - "A Rhinillian Gombat in a tutu?"
Rosie - "No, well, yes, that would be hilarious. But, I was thinking how we've been traveling for almost a whole dulu, and we've NOT been attacked by any spaze monsters."
Gary - "Haven't you EVER watched ANY movies at all, Rosie?! You NEVER say anything like that!
It's like in the ancient Earth movies about wagon trains. The city slickers, are sittin' 'round the campfire with the grizzled old wagon master, and one of them exclaims to the wagon master..."wagon master, we've been on the trail for 3 weeks now and haven't seen one hostile Injun! In fact, it's been peaceful and quiet the whole journey!"
Then the wagon master retorts (first, he spits some tobacco), "It's quiet alright...A LITTLE TOO QUIET!!
At that, the Injuns attack with flaming arrows, catching the canvas of the wagons on fire, and circling the wagon train so they can be easily shot!
Rosie - "You're a total knucklehead, Gary! Just because I said we haven't been attacked, does not mean that the a spaze monster will..."
At that, a terrifying spaze monster swoops in and swallows the Silver Sausage in one big gulp!!!
What? Are Gary and Rosie doomed to be digested? Is there ANY way to escape the belly of this hideous beast?
Join us next Wednesday for OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY, and also read my blog on all the other days as well, on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday! Saturday and Sunday we shut down for a little R&R! (reruns and Raisinets (just kidding about the Raisinets, they are off my diabetic diet, I just mentioned them because that's one thing I ate when I went to the movies as a kid)
