Having had a good night’s sleep in a lovely little B&B we jumped dimensions to visit our good friends of Sherby44. Universe 44 is entirely composed of energy, so there is nothing to stand on. The wraith-like beings that live there have to telekinetically hold on to you and suspend you in mid-air, which is particularly pleasant as their energy tendrils fill your body with almost orgasmic sensations – no prizes for guessing why we chose to visit. Strangely, for an energy only universe, the atmosphere is oxygen rich, which doesn’t make sense, but is exceptionally convenient for us.
Our Sherby44 colleagues have asked us to assist in helping to plug a hyperspace fart, a very nasty little phenomenon, so we’re off to do that after a nice brew (we brought several flasks with us). Hans is totally distracted as he has been getting lots of attention from Dr Angel (read the comments section of this post). Sally is curiously acting extremely jealously, and is jiggling her bits constantly; it’s actually making me feel a bit sea sick. Humans, eh?
Right, we’re about to go and stop a fart, see you later.
