- ← Previous Story
Story No. 32276
- Group:
- Next Story →
George W. Bush went walking down the street one day to go laugh at some homeless people. What he didn't expect, however, was this flying squirrel that
would talk to a moose. The moose would pull things out of his hat
that no self-respecting citizen would ever pull out. Meanwhile, Lieutenant Data was performing diagnostics on the language translator. Counselor Troi asked him,
and then they went into the holodeck to run some...cough...simulations.
These simulations were not the only vice of Riker. He was known to smoke crack in his quarters with Worf, getting high off this synthetic drug that provided no physical harm or addiction. It was
monday, and it was slow. No one was around to talk him out of jumping out of the window. One last sigh let out and then he stepped off to find out the answer to the great mystery. Alas.
