...or at least what passes for normal on this ship. Think I'll go down for a cup of Earl Grey and a pastry. Oh here comes Lothar. I'll see how he is...Oh look... there's another Lothar and he's coming this way... is that a hypospray...oh my....holy shiiiii
I believe it's crash day. The entire crew is in a state of mindless exhaustion. I can barely move or have the will to move about my cabin. Is it some kind of alien virus or diabolical weapon, whos purpose is to cripple the federation?? Or am I just piss tired and bone idle?? Must contact Storvic or C.M.O. for answers. Captain out.
On behalf of the entire Murgertoid Crew, with the exception of the Ringworm type life-form on A deck cabin 122 (you know who I'm talking about) I commennd you on the services rendered to and for the crew. I shall personally see the Mr. Storvic puts through the commendation letter C.M.O Mib Kahn.So...what do these holothingies do??? Captain Jellico