Such speculative conversations truly are best left for lazy relaxed afternoons.
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As the pursuing aliens rushed onto the bridge of Lasper’s ship, he stood there, laserapiers ready. Kniff said, “Power’s back on, let’s get outta h… oh. Nevermind.” Lasper knocked one aside, and another, always with an electric sounding “Zzwok!” One alien approached him, fists clenched, and said “Think you’re a tough guy? I’ll bet you couldn’t take me without your laserapiers.” Lasper said, “I’ll bet you I could.” He then knocked the alien of their feet and said, “But let’s find out some time when I’m less busy.”
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A bully once declared that my seat in the restaurant was his. I was there first, I was in the middle of a meal, etc. But he wanted it. After a little back and forth I said, do you want to go outside and fight about it? He said yes, and promptly walked out the door, expecting me to follow.
I went back to my Denver omelette and got a couple more bites down before came back into the room, gave me a look, and said: that was good. You got me fair, there.
I finished my dinner with a more respectful Jerry Lee Lewis than he was when he first came in.
But yeah, Jerry Lee was a bully, and proud of it.
Where’s Bikkie when you need blood?
Props to Lasper for not falling for that.
When you have to zzwok, zzwok! Don’t talk!
Heh…. Jedi.
Where’s our resident Bollyk?
Taking him without Laserapiers would be….so uncivilized.