chapter 20
byork and craft of nozzle!
0730 hours, 07,06,2004. morning nutrition consuming brickbased cubed facility (breakfast room)
"well ladies and gents, and you alion. today we must finish the planting and carry on with other matters" said Joe eating his golden muff balls. "but Joe what other matters do we actually have to do?" asked Anna doing so many things I can't be bothered to explain. "well" replied Joe. "there's the erm the playing and the band supporting and the strip monopoly and stuff" "don't you think we should be doing something more productive with our time?" asked bidge. "oh yeah what have you done?" asked jess.
"I've been writing all those oil books and publishing them by hand" answered bidge. "well I think toms been pretty lazy personally" said Luke, "he's not given me one hand restraining that byork yet" "hang on Luke, I've been busy cleaning my moccasins most days" said tom in his defence. "oh yeah that's useful" added jeni. "well what have you done?" asked onion incriminatingly. "what you've done bog all" said alion. "ooh I have to spray my dinosaur" she added. "well you shouldn't be in the band anyway, you can't even play" said fatbob steaming up. "well I never, at least I wash" replied alion. "LOOK EVERYONE!!!" shouted Joe analy. "we're all lazy ok, can we all stop arguing, I have an idea for our next project" he said in an important voice. "ok what is it?" asked louise.
"well"
0830 hours, 09,06,2004. breakfast room.
"well I wish Joe would tell us what his big plan is" said Emily reclining on a chair. "I'm sure he knows what he's doing" said Debbie still puzzling away on the computer. "well we've finished the planting now, and it won't be ready for harvesting for 4 weeks" said wendy pondering as usual. "morning everyone" said Joe cheerfully, as he walked into the breakfast room. "come on then Joe, what's all this secrecy, what are we going to do?" asked pasty scratching vigorously. "well if everyone would like to gather round the table, bigmore could you get everyone else in please" "sure thing sir" replied bigmore. so when everyone had gathered round and much pushing and shoving for the best seats had been done. it was time for Joe to release his plan. "now as some of you know robyn and alion have been exploring the strange energy giving properties of the special nozzles" said Joe. "yes do go on" said Catherine impatiently. "well it made me think, when the new nozzles are ready for harvesting. in theory they should have bearing in mind we crossed breed them 50/50 with the new nozzles, half the energy fuel of the special nozzles" he paused "supposedly" thinking hard. "well I thought we could build a spacecraft using nozzle fuel from the harvest, look I have the basic plans right here" he said rolling out some blueprints. "but Joe this is all rather ambitious isn't it?" asked robyn scratching her eyebrows. "yes robyn, but why not we can only try?" said Joe determined. "well I trust Joe's intuition, I don't know why but hell lets go for it" said ellie. "yes we're all with you Joe" said jess enthusiastically. "well i'll be damned if I'm gonna agree" "fatbob!!" said onion. "I mean yeah I'm with ya Joe, er always man" said fatbob biting his fist.
1300 hours, 09,06,2004. workshop.
"right now guys" said Joe rubbing his hands in glee. "all the steel arrived yesterday, Arthur will be in charge of the physics and stress's. robyn and alion as they have been researching the fuel, will be in charge of the engine and fuel dock. juliap with her vast knowledge of space will be in charge of navigation. I will be in charge of general design, fatbob speedstripes" "yes!!" replied fatbob, "I call red" "good right everyone else you know your places, lets get cracking! oh and Debbie your in charge of the onboard computer systems" "yey I like responsibility" said Debbie jumping up and down. so everyone got stuck in, for many days they laboured, and for many weeks they would.
2115 hours, 13,06,2004. mug and nonce.
"well everyone things are going very well. well done all of you for your hard work" said Joe raising his glass. "yes it has been a success, I just think there should be a bar on board" said ellie raising her empty glass. "well we are rather strap for space. said louise reading "today's nun" magazine. "well anyway apart from all that" said Debbie drinking her vakodka. "I was just wandering who's going to have the guts to be the first to fly this thing?" she enquired. "ar well that's where I come in" said Luke proudly.
"wow! your going to fly that thing, that's very brave of you" said becca. "no! I'm sending byork up there, I'm not stupid that things a death trap" replied Luke. "and another thing Joe" said pasty, the cogs whirring inside his head. "what's that paste mate?" asked Joe."why the hell does it have to be shaped like a sheep?"
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