Honeymooners in
Space
Universe 13,
Planet 34
34th Chapter of
the Stellar Bus
As Ralph walked out of the
steering room of his asteroidal bus, while Ed was asleep at the urinal, Ralph
used his heat sensors to accept those customers, who began boarding that magnetic transport. Ralph then peered at the digitals and said to
himself, “Look at all those satellites down there.”
.
Obtaining an altitude, the seven to seventy possessive electrons per
intellect were incremented. That nudged
Ralph to tell them, “Please enter using whatever contraptions we have. This conveyor belt, for example, is also available for those whose wished for some
sort of transportational device, so welcome aboard.
“I’d like to welcome you from
Anti Matter or even Animal Matter. While flying with us you can Eat a course of
meal livers. Hold plastic sliver wear in
your big hands. And if you get digested
by our local dart board. Just say
‘Poof.’ You, with your great diner
napkin toilet papers. I will call you
Supper Man. I expect you will be joined
by Beef Man. And his Round Stomached Kin, whose dish was
piled with beef and potatoes.
“You
can try to be casseroled by my buddy Ed.
You may have even seen me talking to that Ed Norton, whom many of you
have never met. And if you have not met
him, I hope you have not met his wife Trixie, and, of course, or of a star
course, and not a school course, my
wife, Alice. And she sure is Alice, not
A Lice. However, many a times, I feel
she is a bunch of lies. I sure try to
join her.
“Welcome.”
That’s when Alice joined in, “Are
you Ralphie Boy or just Ralph Annoyed?”
And
Ed said, “No, it is Ralph the Asteroid.”
Trixie
agreed, “It’s who I am always trying to avoid.”
When most of the walking balloons
tumbled in Ralph left and picked up his microphone and talked to the rest in
space, those waiting, yes those many
weighted passengers:
“Round and round we go. Where we orbit, I will know.
“I drive this bus. You’ve just got to sip the heat because you
cannot win with just wheat. I, like heat,
will make your neutrons move. For
example, Ed is now in his Ice Escapes.
Instead of those Ice Cascades. His
eyes have sure been invaded, and he should have tried to be avoided. Instead, he is just annoysive.”
One of the new passengers said to
the guy sitting next to him, “That bus driver claimed he knows where my
heiritaged planet’s moon is. He sure is
a starlight driver, who needs a plumber because he is too plump. Those plumbs sure made the most and the moist
out of him.”
That other guy said, “There was a
bunch of cicadas that wanted to go on a
vacation from my planet, but they died out before Ralph landed there. So, I then rode up the tracking mechanisms
and now I need to claim a room I could say I will sleep in. Instead, I want to sleet in it. Just what is sleep, anyway? I only know how to leap. And I am told, but I am also toad, to leave
those leafs as they fly over head. As a
toad I love it when there are flies over my head.”
The first guy pointed to Ralph
and yelled, “You sure are Doctor Pee Yew instead of Doctor Who!”
And pulling Ralph out of the
fight, Ed started going, “Hey! Hey! Ralphie Boy!
Is everything over your head?”
That was when Ralph hit the wrong
buttons and turned the bus’s gravity upside down.
Ralph replied, “My every think is
from somewhere, so maybe there is nothing in my head.”
That was when Alice added,
“Ralph! You just got another Knotting in
that Brain of yours!”
To Witch, to twitch, and Not At
All Rich, Trixie conjured, “Knot Nut a Bison.
You sure are a skunk arisen. Or
at least where your air has risen.”
Then the crew accepted the
passengers, those Ferric Dusts and Nitrogen Gases that are the true neighbors of
that ample stemmed stamped plant planet which they were camped on. Twirling about in their tails sails was much
of their work. And we know that when they work deep, they
sure work wells. “Oil Me!” “Oil Pew!”
“Mouthed Oil You Impulse!”
Ed then told them, “Undesirable
for Ewes! Look if your electric
can! There keeps coming up this concert
concrete that concerns us:
‘Knotting Hill
Nothing Will
You go nuts!
With your kills!
Adam Ant
Atom Bomb
Bumbs whatever
A Bim Bomb Boom.’”
And Trixie added:
“Safelite
Satellite
Saddle Life
You sure have a Saddening Might.”
Then Alice consoled her:
“One and One, that
makes Two
Tooth to Tooth, they can make Rats
Yet Your husband is a fellow
With any Tin Holders as his sport
He is just some Turtle Loot!”
That caused Ralph to pick up the
microphone, “I see Light Life Jim, but not as we know it. It is Ionic.
Not Moronic. Apostle Sonic. No, I am not sick. I just swish away. I’ll sure
be sick tonight. If that’s the first
meteorite that hit me right.”
And a guy in one of the rooms
stuck out his head and said, “I fish for prey.
I’ll mash the strays. See me
visit oxygen breaths at their height.
You Ash Tray!”
Ed then stopped him and said, “I
want you be held up, so I can cease this here bomb.”
There was the “Exploring Mar’s Sun” show playing on Ralph’s
Bus’ TV. It showed a universe that is
made of sodium. All over there runs up a
solar system that is solely nitrogen.
Their comets kept yelling “Nitrites Die!
Oxidazium!”
When they landed those Pencil
Carbonites began leaving the bus. In the
mean time there’s been a disgustingly diagnosed thing with individuality
disease. No wonder it is always ill at
ease. Ease is East and West is Best and
Newer Mark Twains shall be read. And not
be dreaded.
“Everyone
had neutrons at forty-seven and a half
degrees angled since flying at Seven Thousand Five hundred and Fifty Four light
clouds old. That sure has passengers’
sciences sleet for just trying out some astral projections. Many kept saying projections, but others said protections. Let’s call this whole thing warped. You got magnetism from half moons, but that
black hole sure does not last, or cast.
It just blasts. Gravity is as
Gravity does!”
That
was told to Trixie by a piece of Space Dust just because he was trying to
adsorb her.
That
caused Trixie to run to Alice and shout:
“Ralph
Half
Calf
Calcutta
Which is his Self?
Selfish?
Beltish?
Bell Fish?
Ralphish?
Oriis he just smelling like Gell Fish?”
To
which, Alice replied, “Are you a Werewolf?
Did you really see a Pentagram?
Or was that just the Pentagon?
You had pointed to it Five Times.
That is the Star. You are not the
Star that you think you are. He is not a
small fish. He is a Wall Fish. Even though His Waffles made him a Wall
Full. To me he is My Awe Full.”
And
Trixie said, “I think it is Strange that that is their Culture. That is just where Cults Cheer. And they are all in Custody. Ed keeps trying to be their Custodian. That is just his Custom. And a Demon.
He sure is Demonstrative.”
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