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Josh Britten's avatar

“That’s the last, Cap’n!” the Vet Engineer 1st Class called out as the GenMod hamster nibbled the last bit of Spam from his fingers. The Tocino gave the hamsters a little more juice for their wheels, but would it be enough to get the wounded airship back to friendly skies?

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Greg Hollen's avatar

The smell of pork infused the ship

“Sir, the fusion reactor is ready to go”, ensign Codswallop announced.

“By all means, Ensign, full ahead”

The Spam Drive’s thrust smoothly took the ship into hyperspace. No one thought that a 20th century meat product would have been the secret interstellar travel.

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