a reply to: angelchemuel
Dawg picked himself up off the deck and offered a arm to Homer.
"Well, Hell! So much for the Phalanx! I told ya! She got right through (thank Dawg!)with nary a blip! There's your tech for ya True!"
Jane looked about..."What's wrong, guys?"
Dawg waved his arm at True..."Well he's being a obstinate idiot, and..."
True bellowed, "Well, if ya done what I told ya!"
Jane looked at Homer who shrugged and replied, "Well I'm just along for the ride..."
Jane swelled. "Enough! You're all idiots!"
The three guys had all huddled together by now.
"Boy is she a cranky b*tch." Homer uttered.
"I think we had not piss her off any more than she already is...Homer, offer her food." Dawg nudged Homer towards the grill.
"I got a idea!" True exclaimed. "Let's offer her rum!"
Dawg snorted. "Oh yea, there's an idea...just like the Phalanx. Your full of good ideas True. Let's get the angry woman drunk...nothing can go
Jane looked around with a stern glare. "Yes, I'm hungry and thirsty, but why don't we put this ship to sail? And guess what?! You idiots are going
to do it!"
Dawg looked over his shoulder at Homer. "I thought you said this was going to be fun?"
Homer looked up. "Yea, I could have been wrong about that one."
In the meantime, True could be heard in the background..."Jane! This is my ship!"