My mouth was raw and I could taste the sharp
- My mouth was raw and I could taste the sharp tang of iron. Looking around I didn't have a place to spit to see what was going on in there. I popped another hard candy. Last one for
- at least a lightyear or three. The things they don't tell you at Starfleet Academy could fill a Meduvian freighter. I shifted in my cramped cockpit. Drat! My mouth was really
- tingly, but that's what happens when you have a Caitian's tongue."Senor Lolcat, so glad you arrived!" Captain Pike greeted me. He was the Academy's favorite."I are teknikal suport.
- My hometown are Bengal." Captain Pike thought he was speaking my language. But I've always been able to sniff out a Lolcat poser. Real Lolcat's don't ever
- use plural for cities on the subcontinent. In Lolcatspeak, the proper expression is "Mah litter iz Tigers town" But Captain Pike's light blinked in his lifesupport trying to elicit
- some form of Morse Code. I think it blinked "This is GOD. Bring home toilet paper." But I don't really speak spanish or Morse Code. So I hopped on my Shetland pony, Mr Sprinkles
- Translated the Morse Code as "These are the good old days! Go to the store now." So I grabbed my shopping list and bought everything I could get my hands on and carry home.
- And I was home but I couldn't remember whether that was true or not. I started and stopped to the realization that I didn't know anything other than that that I was home. Who am I?
- Well, I thought, as long as I'm not remembering who I am and don't know whether this was my house...why not rummage around for porn
- ? It seemed such an easy solution at the time. Things became complicated, however, when I found I could not remember what porn was. A vegetable? All I knew was that I liked it.
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- 2012-03-20 01:21:21
- Finished
- 2017-04-05 16:38:32
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