I had finally reached my goal of annihilating

I had finally reached my goal of annihilating the tyrant of an oppressed nation. One button press was all that was left to do to end it all! But I was hesitant. I shook as I

was so indecisive. I flipped a coin and it rolled under the tac-nuke console. I switched to ennie-minnie-miny-moe. The red button flashed brightly as if nagging me. "Just hold on,

for fucks sake" I muttered, "I can't remember what I decided now." In frustration I snapped, and slammed my fist down on to the button. It's not that I'd made my mind up, rather

that I was just a bit flustered by the whole situation and just felt like pushing the closest button. In retrospect, I should not have pushed the giant red button labeled "Stop it"

but it was too late. The life support system suddenly stopped pumping the life-giving NO2, and the temperature plummeted. The ship's first mate, Janeway, started squealing.

That's when they realized that the ship's first mate was a stow away, it was Babe. He'd run away from the farm to join the merchant marine. Except his hooves were bad for tying

the necessary knots for a proper waterboarding session so he was 'let go'. Babe was crushed but he wasn't going to let a little red tape stand in his way of a pig's big adventure.

So instead he tried out for a little something called "Wordsworth" which we think was some kind of Shakespeare wannabe. Our next little piggy set off to market instead, and he

whether to try and juggle his items home. Fortunately for onlookers he opted to juggle the items, and a great afternoon was had by everyone who saw the spectacle.