August 2, 2000 >hanging out in torpedo tubes just to be alone. > Vaughn Why do I have a picture of Bugs Bunny hanging onto the front of a torpedo after he and the torpedo were shot out of the tube? Oh no. Picture this. Woman: "What's down there, Starbuck?" Starbuck with his well rehearsed line: "It's a cold, dark place with..." Woman: "Perfect. Catch me if you can." Starbuck: "Oh Lord, I'll do whatever you want tomorrow. Just call on a red alert tonight." Later... Woman: "My lips are drying. Would you wet them for me?" Starbuck : "A man's work is never done." Starbuck "Oh no. Not this time." Woman: "What?!?!? What's wrong?" Starbuck: "Oh they are only going to launch vipers with us in the tube. They got me last time, not this time." Starbuck opened a door under the launch rail. He was ready this time. Inside waiting for use was a large, brown mitt. It could easily hold three people but was as light as a fumerello. Starbuck whipped it out, placed his hand inside and motioned for the woman to crawl in to the compartment. This mitt was guaranteed to catch any fast moving object. Well, almost any. The Road Runner shot right beside Starbuck and stopped on a cubit. He stuck his tongue out a few times at Starbuck, and darted off to outer space wondering where Wild E. Coyote was hiding. "What was that?" Starbuck asked. The woman poked her head out from beneath the launch rail. "What was what?" "Get back into the compartment. And while you're in there, see if I didn't misplace my Super Warrior cape." "Cape? What Cape?" "Oh, never mind." Starbuck shook his head. Jerrick was probably still altering it at his tailor station on the Galactica. The viper engines could be heard revving up to speed. Starbuck saw the canopy close. Too bad the unlucky pilot did not know what was in store for him when he or she pressed the Turbo button. "Never mind. Forget the cape. Close the door and stay there until after the viper is launched!" Starbuck took his stance. His feet were securely in place in the launch grooves. He punched his left hand inside the mitt to test its durability. His right hand never felt a thing. With the mitt ready, Starbuck crouched down into position to catch the viper. "Come on. Try and get me. I'm ready for you. You're not going to make it past me. Give it up before you even start. There's no hope for you. You can send all the power...." The viper launched. There was not a micron to think, blink or wink. It barreled down the launch tube right into Starbuck's mitt. He never knew what hit him. As the viper exited the launch tube, the mitt covered the viper's nose with Starbuck still attached, eyes closed. "My, it sure is cold. This doesn't make sense. Viper engines are hot. Why am I so cold?" He opened his eyes to see he was surrounded by space. "Yikes. Looks like I put myself into a fine mess this time. Only you, Starbuck." In his back pocket was a radio communicator. Starbuck whipped it out with his left hand as his right hand maintained a firm grip on the mitt held by the viper's nose. "Starbuck to Viper Pilot with mitt on Viper. Starbuck to Viper Pilot with mitt on Viper. Come in, Viper Pilot. Do you read me? " "This is Viper Pilot. What is it sir?" "GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!" Robert hanczykr@gmail.com BTW > Starbuck: "Oh Lord, I'll do whatever you want tomorrow. Just call on a red alert tonight." < See what happens when He listened to Starbuck and fulfilled his wish? Maybe next time, Starbuck will have his mind on what he says, not does or is to do. :) :) :) Yes, I left out "Don't" on purpose. Aren't I the little devil today? More Cookies!!! More Chocolate!!!!! More Candy!!!!!!! "More........ What's next, Daggit?" Robert