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[Simoof]

The best version I heard was a Junior Naval Rating who was sent to fetch a bucket of steam from the engine room. 10 minutes later he shows up with a bucket containing dry ice and water

Bucket of steam - In my school one of the poor recipients of this cruel mockery making came in and asked for half a bucket of steam. Our teacher sent him back to find out if it was the top half or the bottom half they wanted.

 

[Darkoba]

I am officially disgusted by this shameful display of rep farming.

Disgusted I tell you, you'd never see me doing that.........

Well, yes, we'd never actually SEE you doing it...

 

[Sir.Tj]

A tenuous mug reference of the based kind.

The mug of Tea on the desk slowly cooled as T.j stared at the forum notifications tab.

'Cmon...Cmon...' he muttered under his breath impatiently.

'It was a funny Drabble, I checked it with the cat and she laughed.. sort of...'

The F5 button was taking some serious damage this time.

He grabbed his Elite Dangerous mug and threw it at the screen in apoplectic rage. It bounced off the monitors edge, and ricocheted back to give him a hefty lump on the forehead.

'2 VOTES, AND NO REP AGAIN!' He wailed.

'That Kow always messes up my Drabble the swine!'

 

[Darkoba]

Bucket of steam - In my school one of the poor recipients of this cruel mockery making came in and asked for half a bucket of steam. Our teacher sent him back to find out if it was the top half or the bottom half they wanted.

That's daft! Nobody would fall for that.

Which half did they want?

 

[Erik Marcaigh]

I am officially disgusted by this shameful display of rep farming.

Disgusted I tell you, you'd never see me doing that.........

If we went back to the days where we handed out rep based on our own rep level (instead of just 1 at a time), then we wouldn't have to ..um... make it a grind.

 

[Listeri69]

Wanted: One Mug for testing the Mug...

David: ahhh Michelle I have aquired this new Hutton mug to test I say acquired some idiot fired it through the docking slot, Lou Brushe is still recovering from having it removed from his buttocks, apparently he was bending over cleaning pad 13 and it got lodged there, anyway look at it, isn't she a beauty.

Michelle: yes your majesty.

David: it says here we are to test it for strength, call Hans Supp...

Hans: You called?

David: MUG!!!....hmm not even a dent...Where did he go?

Michelle: It appears ze residual frame shift has mugged him into witchspace....

 

[Goose4291]

Derelict

The Diamondback, the Fuel Rat logo visible on it’s flank, gingerly approached the spinning dark and unpowered Sidewinder
After gently bringing it’s spin under control, they married up the ships airlocks and the commander entered the Sidewinders airlock, carrying medial supplies as he glid in the zero g atmosphere..
As pressurisation occured, CO2 warnings sprang up on his remlock indicating the sidewinders pilot had clearly suffocated days earlier.
He mused on the situation. Why would someone try to travel to Hutton in a Sidewinder?
He found the answer shortly, his torch illuminating words carved into the bulkhead:
“FOR THE MUG”

 

[Frank]

arithmetic progression

01 - Erik Marcaigh - A Call to Arms
02 - EidLeWeise - The Mighty Mug!!
03 - moose666 - The Mugging muggers been mugging mugged!
04 - Simoof - Bloody Mugs
05 - Rascon - Is this a Mug I see before me?
06 - CMDR Texas Stu - MUGGERS
07 - Edith_The_Hutt - The Hutton Mug
08 - Galactic Midden - What happened to all the mugs?
09 - Darkoba - M. U. G.
10 - T.j - A tenuous mug reference of the based kind.
11 - Listeri69 - Wanted: One Mug for testing the Mug...
12 - Goose4291 - Derelict

That's 6 for the first day and now 12 for the second day. It looks like we're on target for 24 entries by the time I put up the poll on Thursday.

You are all doing a wonderful job. Keep it up.

 

[Darkoba]

Who's the Mug now?

Foreword: To celebrate the fact that I finally acquired my new super-fantastic system about four weeks ago, plus the fact that it died last Thursday, so now I'm back on the rubber-band powered lap-top from 1984, while said new-system is being resuscitated (hopefully!), I thought I'd submit another drabble (not for the poll)

In his cockpit couch, Simoof thought furiously while staring at his manuscript. He had a cracking drabble, IF he could reduce it to 100 words without losing its essence.

The hatch opened a crack. Furtive eyes peered in. Satisfied with Simoof's focus, Scouse-Dave crept in.

Matching his tread to the tapping of Simoof's anachronistic pencil, Dave reached the after-bulkhead strong-box.

He checked. Not bolted. Good. Took it and sneaked out.

"Mug!" he thought as he reached his quarters.

He jemmied the strong-box lid. It opened with a bang. Dave looked in.

It contained a mug, "Courtesy of Hutton Station Personnel"

 

[psykokow]

Barking Up The Wrong Tree

The waiting at the clinic was frustrating. The two thugs sat clock watching.
“You’re an idiot”
“What?? It’s a honest mistake!”
“Stupid mistake!, seriously how could you be so daft?”
“You Said…”
“I bloody well didn’t mean that?!!”
“yeah but…”
“Seriously, why the hell would I ever mean..”
“You said…”
“I Said MUG HIM!!!,” he spelled mug loudly.
“I know that now… but I truly thought you said..”
The doctors appeared, “Mr….” he eyed his paperwork suspiciously “Smith?”
“yeah? Is butch alright?”
“Well we managed to successfully remove Butch from the Senator, but sadly his psychological injuries were too severe.”

 

[cleonymus]

You say potato
The senator raised one eyebrow as he looked at the hapless serf. "I ordered you to get me a mug."
"That is what I did. One mug delivered, gift wrapped, as ordered"
"Not mug, .... mug"
"I don't understand"
"Mug, it is pronounced mug!"
"It was a three day journey and that's what they gave me. They said it was a mug"
"You really need to improve your elocution if you hope to rise in the ranks. Now get out!"
The serf backed towards the door and then exited quickly.
The senator smiled, "And that is how you confuse a serf"

 

[Darkoba]

You say potato
The senator raised one eyebrow as he looked at the hapless serf. "I ordered you to get me a mug."
"That is what I did. One mug delivered, gift wrapped, as ordered"
"Not mug, .... mug"
"I don't understand"
"Mug, it is pronounced mug!"
"It was a three day journey and that's what they gave me. They said it was a mug"
"You really need to improve your elocution if you hope to rise in the ranks. Now get out!"
The serf backed towards the door and then exited quickly.
The senator smiled, "And that is how you confuse a serf"

Mean! Really, viciously mean

 

[Ian Phillips]

Delayed Reaction

Two small packages lay on the table, one wrapped and sealed, the other open.

A small pad sat between them.

The assassin took the mug from the open package and cradled it in his hand.

"How does it work?"

"Simply hide the bomb on the ship and go to the restaurant balcony, where you can see the docking bays.

The pad is the activator. It's thermally activated, so when you see the target's ship undocking, simply place the Hutton mug on the coaster. When it has warmed the coaster to the trigger temperature for 10 seconds the bomb will activate."

 

[MrMogadon]

Everything Tastes Better from my Hutton Mug

Hutton Mugs were de-riguer throughout the inner systems of both the Federation and the Empire.

They were an intergalactic phenomenon and soon a ubiquitous part of everyday life for many millions.

Things just tasted so darned good when sipped, swigged, quaffed or chugged from your Hutton Mug; Coffee, Tea, Beer, Rum, Brandy, Cough medicine; EVERYTHING, even Janxx.

Everyone agreed “Everything tastes better from my Hutton Mug”

Deep within Hutton Orbital, Qwai-Tsen Yip nodded his approval, the affinity chips moulded into each mug were working far better than expected.

Li Yong-Rui’s plan to weaken the established powers was well under way.

 

[Splendour]

Special Delivery

The Cobra turned hard as it sped along the surface of the huge station. It was too exposed to the ships behind, it needed to find concealment. Dropping into the outer superstructure temporarily shook off the pursuing system authority Vipers, but brought a whole new set of perils. Jinking and weaving past struts and walls, the Cobra deftly threaded its way closer to the target.

Boosters flaring as it broke cover, the Cobra spun to face the weak spot, the way through to the heart of the artificial moon. The Hutton Mug was launched at the entrance of Winnard’s Hole.

 

[Frank]

Diminishing Returns

01 - Erik Marcaigh - A Call to Arms
02 - EidLeWeise - The Mighty Mug!!
03 - moose666 - The Mugging muggers been mugging mugged!
04 - Simoof - Bloody Mugs
05 - Rascon - Is this a Mug I see before me?
06 - CMDR Texas Stu - MUGGERS
07 - Edith_The_Hutt - The Hutton Mug
08 - Galactic Midden - What happened to all the mugs?
09 - Darkoba - M. U. G.
10 - T.j - A tenuous mug reference of the based kind.
11 - Listeri69 - Wanted: One Mug for testing the Mug...
12 - Goose4291 - Derelict
13 - psykokow - Barking Up The Wrong Tree
14 - cleonymus - You say potato
15 - Ian Phillips - Delayed Reaction
16 - MrMogadon - Everything Tastes Better from my Hutton Mug
17 - Splendour - Special Delivery

Okay folks. It don't look like we're reaching our predicted 24 entries. There are still 3 slots to go. Listeri69 has been kind enough to provide us with a topic that doesn't include Latin Dwarves or anything that might be found up his hole. You should repay that kindness by treating his topic the respect it deserves and giving him the full compliment of 20 Drabbles. Get to your pens and get scribbling!

I'll be erecting my poll at around 10:00 tonight

 

[Frank]

A Tea Party's No Picnic

All the crew had wide grins as they sat around the table. They all cheered when the midshipman brought over the teapot, and watched in fascination as the stream of tea pouring from the spout filled up each of the mugs.

Holding the mugs of fluid felt slightly weird. Everyone guffawed when Dobbin dropped his.

The commander was showing off by holding his mug with his pinkie in the air. "Okay! Dobbin's got the vacuum cleaner out. Make sure there's no crumbs or liquid loose. I can't hold this circular flightpath forever. Let's go deliver what's left of this tea."

 

[Sneevus]

Eye of the beholder.

I found the crazy old man on an abandoned station, surrounded by junk.

"Searchingz for... treasurez?"
"Absolutely!"
"Before, I flyz lots to peoplez. Only one left now."
"I'm not sure I understand..."
"S'ok, stay here, I bringz you one."
"Okay..."

He seemed harmless enough so I waited for his return.

"Here. You seekz, you havez."

He passed me a warm metal cylinder, open at one end. My heart sank as I read the engraving.

I ran back to my ship, finding it's panels open, the hyperdrive exposed and gutted.

The old fool chinked his mug against mine and grinned. "Tea?"

 

[Frank]

That's 19. Nobody got one more to make the twenty?

I'll turn my back while I prepare the Drabbles and when I turn around again, I'll expect to see another Drabble on the table.

 

[insanephoton]

Mug of Destiny

The legends told of the ancestors who had brought it from the skies, They said it had come from a place beyond the stars called Hut On. The mug of destiny was an important part of the coronation ceremony. The monarch to be would drink a sacred infusion.


Arwen sat on the throne as the high priest presented her with the mug. As she began to sip the drink, a strange comet raced across the night sky. The mug started to glow. It could only mean one thing. The ancient prophecy was coming to pass. The sky gods were returning