Beyond Horizon Reentry

Dropped out of whap five, hyperdrive is fried and so am I. Cruised through a seven eleven, picked up some goodies for me mates. Bottle of Jack Daniels Black for me British mate Paul Beadnall, lovely coconuts for me Aussie mate Don Johnson nutter on planet forty two. Hit the atmoshpere of planet forty two, things gettin hot my fantasy ship is falling apart. I'm in trouble need a rescue before my goose is cooked and I become cosmic dust. Sent out an SOS ...---... on all frequencies to me mates. This is old Jack cobber, I'm in trouble pick me up please on the double. All systems off line, I was about to panic, when they came into view. Don's trusty old Sunderland so thrilled to see. Beamed me on board, and I said thank ya me maties! Handed Paul his bottle of black Jack, and Don his lovely coconuts. I said pour me a stiff one Paul to calm me nerves please. I said Don if you don't mind, keep your Coconuts in your pants please. I was just relaxin when a giant Mother ship from planet forty two popped into view Don said that thar be a big mother nutter old cobber Jack, and me and Paul agreed. Don said bring er around Paul, We're gonna crack this mother nutter. I looked at him with panic written on my face, he said no worries mate. I've made some modifications you'll see they're great. He popped up a puter screen, had a red and blue button. He pushed the the red one and the puter said launching all torpedos brace yourselves please. Torpedos lit up the inky dark space, Don chuckled and said take that you alien buggers. His aim was true, huge flash mother ship cracked like a rotten nutter. Paul laughed and said switch to auto pilot to his purter, let's drink a toast to victory maties,we should be back to the Soup in a light year or two.