DIALOGUE BETWEEN TWO STARFIGHTERS

OVER THE 10th GLASS OF GIN:

 

CARL: “I'll never forget the day those bastards forced us to escape from earth, our base was in a remote island, but i don't remember exactly where”

TOM: “Hic!... it wasn't an island"

CARL: “Of course it was an island idiot… hic!!! there was the sea around it!”

TOM: “nooo it was a lake, and it was inside another island, don't you remember?

CARL: “hahaha sure... and maybe the island was in an island inside another island on a flying rock made of gold habited by mutant dwarves that orbits around Mars, right?”

TOM: “Exactly!!!”

CARL: “wtf?! you're drunk”

TOM: “ok, maybe this is a bit too much... hic!”

CARL: “Probably we're both drunk”

TOM: “ronf-ronf...”