# 1264 Ticking
Today's story and sketch by me #1264 is about the intergalactic cargo ship that crashed sometime last night, here on Budahunga, the Tropical Volcanic Planet the members of the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy, now call home. Not only many of the posse members have been mysteriously redirected here by a navigation virus known as the Voodoo Opera Virus, that takes over all of a spacecrafts navigation and audio systems, starts playing Opera Music, and sends your spacecraft tumbling through unknown dimensions and wormholes, to end up in a controlled crash here on Budahunga. Lately there have been many Spacecraft from some known, and many unknown Galaxies, some with pilots and many other's without. Most often when a craft crashes the pilot and crew if any run into the Budahunga Banana Forest, most of whom are terrified, dazed and confused, and are desperate to get away from the opera music. Eventually our search and rescue team of Deputies locate them, shoot them with Immobilizer Ray, if they are dangerous to themselves when Necessary. I just located this pilotless unit and I am very concerned about the very loud ticking coming from the cargo hold. I'm pretty sure I don't need to be this close if it is a self Destruct Explosive Device. I am quickly leaving the area, and returning to headquarters, and will send Deputy Cosmo our bomb disposal expert here, to deal with it. Hopefully the search and rescue team will locate the pilot, and you will hear from me soon, until then Tata the Rod Blog.
# 1264 Ticking
Today's story and sketch by me #1264 is about the intergalactic cargo ship that crashed sometime last night, here on Budahunga, the Tropical Volcanic Planet the members of the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy, now call home. Not only many of the posse members have been mysteriously redirected here by a navigation virus known as the Voodoo Opera Virus, that takes over all of a spacecrafts navigation and audio systems, starts playing Opera Music, and sends your spacecraft tumbling through unknown dimensions and wormholes, to end up in a controlled crash here on Budahunga. Lately there have been many Spacecraft from some known, and many unknown Galaxies, some with pilots and many other's without. Most often when a craft crashes the pilot and crew if any run into the Budahunga Banana Forest, most of whom are terrified, dazed and confused, and are desperate to get away from the opera music. Eventually our search and rescue team of Deputies locate them, shoot them with Immobilizer Ray, if they are dangerous to themselves when Necessary. I just located this pilotless unit and I am very concerned about the very loud ticking coming from the cargo hold. I'm pretty sure I don't need to be this close if it is a self Destruct Explosive Device. I am quickly leaving the area, and returning to headquarters, and will send Deputy Cosmo our bomb disposal expert here, to deal with it. Hopefully the search and rescue team will locate the pilot, and you will hear from me soon, until then Tata the Rod Blog.