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Continued from www.stripcreator.com/comics/ sabuwolf/225900: R2 and Capt. Stan chat in the ship's break room.
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| So you're the Captain, eh? Does that mean you can marry people aboard the ship? 'Cuz I think Jenna's still around here somewhere— | |
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| Let me just warn you, horndog, that in the Ancient Klingon tradition, I also reserve the right to kill any member of my crew who doesn't meet my expectations. | |
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Capt. Stan, please report to the cargo hold. And bring some duct tape with you, I'm pretty sure R2 has some.
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| Is that water cooler talking to us? | |
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| Jebus! No wonder I'm the Captain, my crew's a moron! That's the P.A., dumbass. | |
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And somewhere in a dark and dusty cargo hold, Stan's tale takes a turn for the worse ...
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| 'Ello, what's all this, then? | |
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