When we last visited the Calypso Minor it had
lost communication with lands end ground control....let's listen....
Sir,If their lost in space,are we out of jobs?...Nigel sniveled
Good,God,man...you have them dead already,you little weasle,sorry....Harold Hunt replied
Calypso minor.can you read us?......Calypso Minor.....
I could train to be a horse jockey...Nigel sighed
crackle crackle
Ere.....were here....bloody hell and a handbasket...this is REG..over....
Forget it,Nigel....your own horse would eat you....Harold.....
Calypso minor....what happened......?
err....we bumped into another ship out here...The Putin -Rasputin Omni
I I can't believe it,that went up in 2016 ....it was Putins pet project
Didn't he go up with it sir....?....Nigel queried....
Yes,sort of a John Wayne chap....he passed the physical with flying colors
yes...his wife ran the country after the ship vanished
she introduced a casual Fridays at work day
really set the country into a more relaxed state....
Eh.....What do we do,we are kind of attached to it...Red complained....
It looks kind of beat up....Jasper observed
You would too if you were floating in space for over eighty years...
more than that....Jasper replied.....
I dun,hate math,you wanker...Red barked....
Tiny was fast asleep and snoring...
We gonna wake him?..Jasper inquired...
neh....Tiny needs his beauty sleep....Reg replied....
This is very historical men....you have found a piece of important space....space...
JUNK.....you can say it,mate.....a piece of flying space junk...Reg replied
What happens if their dead bodies come flying out..? Nigel sniggered
Nigel,behave....no need to alarm the boys....ah.....
I heard that farrot face.....I ain't afraid of a mummified Russian......
Eh,....What's happening...the door to the other bloody things opening....!!!!!!!!
AH.......Jasper screamed like a girl
Tiny lurched up and bumped his head for the hundreth time....
I told you....I told you....GHOSTS....Poltergeists......Nigel sniggered....
Behave Nigel......Calypso Minor....stay calm....it might be the ships computer
Bloody hell...
arrhhhh
I
want
my
mummy!!!
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