Wild Wild Westober
- - At each of 4 Planets of Sport, we will create complicated and crazy crop circle designs to ward off the aliens
- - Harvest the fallen fruits of the native flora
- - Recapture our livestock!!
Mission SummaryGiddy up, Starchasers! We had a rootin tootin' good time flyin our ships down yonder n lookin fer our lost horses. Lemme tell y'all bout it.
Sad Cow hollered fer us to come on down to Fort Union where she put the whistle on The Starchasers about a pickle she done found 'erself in - our horses got stole outta the barn! Some of that there new fangled security camera footage got transmitted to Fort Union showing a stranger with our horses on far away planets! We came and gobbled down some sweet pertater pie before our hazardous adventurin.
Sad Cow n Mad Owl stepped into t'role of space Ma n Pa joined by Civitron, Bowser, and Smae. While comin round the mountain, Sad Cow's ship done bucked her off and she got 'erself a lil ouchie on her knee. After Mad Owl n Bowser patched up Sad Cow's bleeder, Turbo Honey joined us on the launch pad. We prepared our lassos, saddled up and flew to the Buttonwood constellation to seek our dadgum horses and steal them back from The Stranger.
Our batcha folk scuffled against some light radiation on the way. Once usins landed we stuck our ogglers wide fer them horses. Chicks and ducks and geese scurried out the way for Turbo Honey to find the first horse, Bowser lasso'd the second, and Smae spied the last one hidin in a dimpsy nook.
The Starchasers saddled back up and flew back to our launch pad where we had a hoedown to celebrate a hard day's work. We docked our spaceships, got in our surreys with the fringe on top and headed back to kinfolk who stayed home makin the cornbread. Yeehaw!