Short stories of the outer minds.

[jshkornmiller]

The old man walks down the road looking into the field as the sun begins to set. he takes a puff of his pipe as his grand children run up to him.

"Grandpa! tell us a story!" one child yells.
"Yes yes grandpa a good one!" the other says as he jumps up and down.

"Okay, okay," he says as he walks to the side of the road and sits down on a fallen tree.

"okay boys, this happened not too long ago. "

" a loong time ago, a DSE convoy was headed to kusari when they were stopped by a group of xeeners. the xeeners demanded them to kill them selves or they would kill them for them. so the DSE convoy fought the xeeners to the death, and all died. then one day another convoy of LPI armored trains came by, they were shipping rubber ducklings to the far reaches of liberty space so the lpi officers could have some fun in their bath time.

The rubber ducklings then came to life and killed all the pilots. they took control of the ship and then flew to that one place of yonder. when they docked on Naha station, the walked to the bar and asked for bathwater to drink, the guy laughed and they squirted him in the eye with ketchup. they then fled to that junker base there in that same system. and decide that they would make a pirate group called "Rubber duckies R us" and take profit from the ever popular Diamond and Niobium run.

So they captured 4 rhineland battleships and named the LOLWUT!, LOLWUT1,1/2, LOLWUTROFLPWN and LMAOHAPPYSUACE. they then started attacking everyone and everything, claiming to be zoners, they would attack zopners and meat pop sickles. then, the dirty corsairs got mad and decided to wtfpwn anything that said anything like lolwut or roflpwnsuace hotdogs. and then the outcasts got mad too. so the corsairs and outcasts made an alliance to rid these lolwutting rubber ducklings.

So there we were, in out starflier, about to watch the greatest battle in history, when a unknown ship showed up with some sort of crazy name starting with a name, it ripped everything to shreds, and the left. corsairs, outcasts, rubber ducklings. all left floating in the vacuum of space.

Long live the bacon."

"So, let this be a lesson for you my children, don't play with rubber lolwutting ducklings." the old man said as he gets up and begins to walk back to town puffing quietly on his pipe.

his grand children just sit there, mouth agape and pick there noses. they then get up and go do little kid things.