All hope seemed to be lost. But that was

All hope seemed to be lost. But that was not true. Because, where CAPTAIN MISSOURI is, hope is with him.

s resentment against insufferable Capt. Missouri but it was too late to mutiny, the arc was sinking fast. On the poop deck well to do gnu Lulu & aspiring artist ardvark Clark clung

to each other like Jack and Rose Kennedy on a plank of wood from a sinking ship in Arctic waters. "We would have had beautiful children Clark, I just know it," whispered Lulu.

"We would have been terrible parents, though" "I think we could have figured something out."

"It doesn't matter any more. We are both completely free to do whatever we want. "And what do you want?" "Drag you into this fitting room and

force you to try on a pair of pants that aren't pink!" she said. "But I am The Man in Pink Pants!" he protested, "It is my identity!" "Well, it isn't mine!" she shouted, leaving

the words hanging in the air as she thrust a pair of blue pants towards him. The Man in Pink Pants looked furiously at her. It was patently clear that blue was not his colour.

Instead she threw him a green pair of yoga pants. He grabbed them mid air and as he'd inspected them his face softened up a bit. "Huff...! These will do." he gruffed.

Her ridiculously simple plan had worked, as she knew it would. "Men," she sneered to herself, "pathetic."