Battle stations came the cold hard command

Battle stations came the cold hard command over the shipboard communicator. We were finally going to test the newest starship in actual battle. The classified phoneme cannon was

picked up from the depot galaxy. It took overtime shifts to install it on the starship in time for the Police Actions in Sector 9. No one was allowed to talk about the work, the

techicians from Auriga Theta were involved in. When they were finished the transport ships debarked and orders came through to enter the warp gate and join the others at Sector 9

9, which was known as the "Get Smart" sector. No one was sure why. It was at that point that all hell broke loose. The largest of the scrood

(a fish similar to scrod except for the extra 'o') leapt out of the water flung itself into the face of our boat captain. The entire boat capsized, we were scrood and screwed.

The cods stomach was an interesting mixture of green and brown lakes and skeletons and rocks keeping us afloat and away from entering his intestines.

Ricardo looking into the digestive acid within the cod's stomach and pondered to himself how painful would it really be, to douse himself in HCl, and how long the pain would last.

As Ricardo contemplated this dilemma, he remembered the advice his Old Uncle Willy told him out behind the shed: If you ever think you might be swallowed by a cod someday,

don't go fishing, or on a pedallo or an all-inclusive cruise around the Greek islands. Ricardo followed this advice to the letter & lived a sunny life with no regrets or heartache.