The Galactic Bash Story Thread

[Saxon]

Of course I have pulled, what do you think rabbits do with their spare time? Sigh, the truth is that best I have done so far is a blind date tonight and lunch tomorrow with the woman who took the elephant kissing photo.

Great One Buffy, ruler of all the Fluffy Bunnies, was contentedly chewing on a carrot. The carrot was developing a very sharp point and Buffy was developing a very evil grin. The map of the Empire was spread before Buffy and suddenly, the carrot was trust into a neighboring start system.

“There is were we shall prosper!” shouted Buffy. The servants jumped up and down clapping their tiny paws together; the Great One had spoken. The Species would be put on double shift, working 36 hours a day and the great migration would begin. Many would die gloriously in the factories, and even more from lack of sleep, but Buffy’s will would be followed.

Buffy picked up a sprig of parsley and began chewing on it. For days afterwards, the Great One could be heard muttering “I wonder what basil would taste like? I must find some. And perhaps some catnip.”