Friday, November 28, 2008

...Bzzz...Bzzz...Houston?

Actual accounts of Nail Footstrong and Buzz Ale-drink when they landed on the moon.

Ale-drink: Allright Nail, you are good to leave the airlock, I'll follow you as soon as I put the fishbowl on.
Footstrong: Roger Wilco! Opening hatch... ladder down...
*Pleuk* *Spluck* *Splek*
Wooha! The surface, its mushy... I hope this stuff isn't contaminated...
Ale-drink: Opening hatch, clear the door! *Pffft*
*Splak* Splook*
What the...! This is swiss cheese Nail! The moon is really a gigantic swiss cheese ball!
Haha! I won the bet Nail! Haha! Now I get to play pac-man all the way home!
Footstrong: Aww cheese and crackers... Oh... get the flag out will ya!? (Angry)
Ale-drink: Oh... uhmm... yeah... its not here. I dumped it out to make space for a pack of beer...
Footstrong: Well darn you Ale-drink! Now what are we going to use? Your boxers?
Ale-drink: *Well Nail, It was your idea...* (Scared)
Footstrong: Silence! I'm the 'captain' and the captain is always right! (Fuming)
*5 minutes later*
Footstrong: Gaah, how embarassing when the Ruskies see this on TV...
Ale-drink: well at least the kids will know that Mighty Mouse made it to the moon!