"We need to get off this damn planet -- these

"We need to get off this damn planet -- these people are crazy!" Cappy Dammit might have lacked some joined-up thinking, but he was a Megador of the BBQ. One day in the Drift,

would be enough for me. I nodded. Him and I boarded the spaceship that had brought us to this wonky planet and were off in an instant. Unbeknownst to us, we had left behind

nothing. We thought we had left something behind but that something had become wonked. In our spaceship other wonkified objects began malfunctioning. We careened into a polar vorte

ssence but didn't notice. Vortessence Policy Wonks descended into the vortal nodes causing the shapceships Wonk field generator to go all

screwy. At least I think that's the technical term for it. The stress was getting to me. How could I get the ship safely home at this rate?

Thought the Skipper as he scratched his head and looks at the SS Minnow. His thin moron of a first mate was out scrounging around for coconuts. The Skipper's ankle was killing

Him while Gilligan wrapped it. The islanders were slipping and sliding away the nearer they got to their favourite destinations. Ginger asked if she and Maynard could help out.

Dobie looked at Maryanne to see what she thought of Ginger's offer. Maryanne shook her head No. Dobie told Ginger that maybe Zelda and Dusty could use some help on the wagon train.

shattered into a million pieces, which glittered on the sand. Maryanne looked down at them at first in horror, but then a smile spread across her face. Now she was the hot one.