How Lt. Pantyduster saves the ship!

Okay, I have to say this interview was the most hilarious thing I've ever done. These bloggers are wacko - in a good way! - and the prompt they gave me .... fit right up my alley as you shall see.

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Here's a bit of the challenge they gave me:

Final Question:

You’re on the SS WhippedAndCreamed, hurtling toward an interplanetary conference dealing with the latest styles in military uniforms. The topic: Loose and Flirty or Tight and Teasing? Why did the captain send me on this mission again? Oh yeah, it was this or a crash course in learning the language and history of the Bolognese…a slow, boring, unintelligent race of slugs.

You’re chatting with the food replicator, trying to get the dang thing to understand what you mean by hot cocoa – because for some reason it keeps giving you a bowl of steamy Marisian Plesic dung. Eew! Without warning, the lights dim and a horn blares. “Red alert. Red alert. This is not a drill.”

Pft. Security can take care of whatever that’s about.

A dark poof of smoke appears in the mess hall. Some freaky blob wallows on the floor. “Hey, Bob, what’s that?”

Bob leans over and touches the blob. He disintegrates into ashes.

“Bob!” Not that he was the brightest phazer in the armory, but still…he was pretty cute. What a waste of rock hard abs!

“We are the Bolognese. This ship will be annihilated.”

Too see how she saves it, read my reply!

Eva