The Flag on my mountain of Suck

[gridlore]

Ensign Wheatbiscut, having escaped the brig in a stunning caper involving a T-34/76 tank, four bottles of Montrachet 1978 from Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, and a Mexican wrestling dwarf, creeps into the control room of the Doug.

The room is eerily empty and quiet. Wheatbiscuit pokes around a bit, finally finding a note taped to the Master Control panel.

Control staff down with the flu. Controls have been set for "recovery", please do not touch! We will resume normal operations soonest. Thank you for your cooperation.

"Why this must mean that I'm in charge!" exclaims the happy Ensign. "First order of business, tea!" After waiting a few moments, Wheatbiscuit remembers that he is the only person there. "Damned inconvenience, having to both give and take the orders."

Soon enough, the kettle is on, and Wheatbiscuit looks around. What to do now? Then he sees it, and his eyes go wide. The Solid Waste Disposal Shunt.. Like a child on Christmas, he rushes over, and jams it to the max, shouting "I'm in charge! I'm in charge!"

From his sickbed, the Captain stares at the ceiling as the alarms sound and the Doug-ship lurches, and says...

(Have fun!)

Comments

Just think

[capplor.livejournal.com]

This could have happened while driving up Vasco Road.

Re: Just think

[murphymom.livejournal.com]

What he said...

[cmdr-zoom.livejournal.com]

At least once every other year, it is mandatory in my ops center to test the EMER GAST PURG button. (That is, the other end.) This is usually the direct result of a flu.

Get well soon.

[kath8562.livejournal.com]

And what is the current Doug-on-can reading material? Anything interesting?
Mine is usually the current month's National Geographic.