"Laugh Attack"

March 19, 2005

"Laugh Attack"

A log by LtJg. Aaron Westler

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Aaron couldn't wipe the grin off his face. This was

one mission he would never forget. The Caitians were

something to look at, and them trying to speak English

had made most of the crew chuckle and whisper to one

another. It was safe to say no one was bored.

As they sat down to the feast, Aaron looked around for

a good table, and finally sat down with the medical

staff, only a few feet from the Commodore and

Commander should they need anything. As he waited for

the feast to begin, he thought back to what the

Caitians had said. They would have to complete three

trials ("vials") to earn their trust. Everyone had

gawked when "fondle" had been used in place of

"fight", but most had been confident that they could

at least beat out the peaceful Caitians at fighting.

Plates were placed in front of the Challenger crew,

and the one in front of Aaron looked somewhat like

Roast Pork. "Enjoy," said a Caitian who brought the

food, "It is good fuzz. We get laid together." Aaron

tried not to laugh, but failed and let out a chuckle.

"Thank you. Yes, it looks like I will get laid."

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