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Scene: the Muy Grande (as the Massive has been officially renamed)
The funny thing about marijuana is that it tends to affect each person just a little bit differently. But it seemed to be much more potent when used by Irkens, and thus the problem. Let's watch:
"Sirs," the head food preparer almost whispered, "forgive me, but you've exhausted the stores for the entire ship, except for the emergency rations, which the majority of the crew has required for sustenance, if you could just, possibly, stop eating for just a short while? We could get supplies from the other Armada flagships...." Not that either of the Tallests were listening. Their giant eyes were half-closed and they were almost falling out of their comfy sofa-floaty-chairs. "E..... T........ Smoke.... WEED!!!!!!!" (sorry, SNL) Both Red and Purple exploded in completely idiotic laughter. Stoned idiotic. Red waved the tube-device for channeling smoke. "hey, Violetty? uhhh.... who's ET?" "He smokes weed. And I'm not Violett, thats a wussy color." A pause. "Hey, I'm hungry!" Red snorted. "We don't have any. Weren't you listening?" "No." "Me neither. Wow, I can fly!! Weeeeooooooooeeeooobbbbbzzzzzzzzzpppbbbbbbbbbbb...." A low point in Irken history was reached when the Almighty leaders tried to fly around the meeting-room with their anti-grav belts, crashed into the ceiling, and promptly passed out. The soldiers and workers were left to figure out how to best deal with the situation. The solution? A good long nap. And find out what was in that srtangely sweet-smelling smoke.
Scene: the Muy Grande (as the Massive has been officially renamed)
The funny thing about marijuana is that it tends to affect each person just a little bit differently. But it seemed to be much more potent when used by Irkens, and thus the problem. Let's watch:
"Sirs," the head food preparer almost whispered, "forgive me, but you've exhausted the stores for the entire ship, except for the emergency rations, which the majority of the crew has required for sustenance, if you could just, possibly, stop eating for just a short while? We could get supplies from the other Armada flagships...." Not that either of the Tallests were listening. Their giant eyes were half-closed and they were almost falling out of their comfy sofa-floaty-chairs. "E..... T........ Smoke.... WEED!!!!!!!" (sorry, SNL) Both Red and Purple exploded in completely idiotic laughter. Stoned idiotic. Red waved the tube-device for channeling smoke. "hey, Violetty? uhhh.... who's ET?" "He smokes weed. And I'm not Violett, thats a wussy color." A pause. "Hey, I'm hungry!" Red snorted. "We don't have any. Weren't you listening?" "No." "Me neither. Wow, I can fly!! Weeeeooooooooeeeooobbbbbzzzzzzzzzpppbbbbbbbbbbb...." A low point in Irken history was reached when the Almighty leaders tried to fly around the meeting-room with their anti-grav belts, crashed into the ceiling, and promptly passed out. The soldiers and workers were left to figure out how to best deal with the situation. The solution? A good long nap. And find out what was in that srtangely sweet-smelling smoke.