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StarDate: 2247 Capt. Randolf BeefHeart, Commander of the heavy duty Research/Battle Cruiser, the Retaliator 769. Capt.'s Log: After hurtling Millions of Miles through Deep Space, We have finally caught up to Dr. KhanDooIt. This evil genius and his newly developed Weapon against Mankind simply known as the Cleaner. Has been totally responsible for more interrupted game playing time than any other villian known to Man. Communications Officer Lt. TuKoo interrupts the Capt. with an urgent deep Space Message. Capt. BeefHeart replies "Put it on the Main View Screen" A horrendous creature appears on screen before their eyes, its Hair,brilliant Red with Purple spikes,its black Lips move as the creature Speaks. "Take Out the Trash, Dear." The Crew turns to their Capt. Horrified by the vision they have all just seen. The Crew as one ask their Capt. what these strange words mean. Science Officer LimpDuck speaks out"In ancient Human Culture,it was customary for the Male of the Household to help clean up around the house,place the Trash in a bin. Hence the term "Take out the Trash,Dear" These words were supposedly spoken in Intimate Terms,but were somehow mis-interpeted by the Male as a Command,not a request." The Crew heaved a sigh of relief,Thankful for not Living in such a time when Slavery was a Mans lot in Life. The creature belched and farted as the noxious waves of odor overtook the ship. Again,the words were spoken in a harsher tone of Voice "Take out the Trash,NOW Dear" Capt. BeefHeart roared "Full Shields on,Phasers on standby Warp 15 on my Mark,..............NOW Suddenly,the Capt.'s Face Sheild and Headset are torn away. Suddenly,Stanley Plunkston Head Director of the Aeronautics Virtual Reality center finds himself face to face with his angered Wife. "O.K.,O.K, Stanley mutters "I'll take out the Trash. He thinks to himself,"Yeah,I'll take the trash out all right. Put little Wifey-Poo in the Airlock,WHOOSH. No more Interrupted Games. As he heads back into his house,he notices just how cluttered it has become. Ideas spring to Stanley's brilliant Mind as ways to generate Money and enhance his Computer for better gameplay. Down at the Lab,they have been experimenting with Tele-Transportation devices,perhaps some of this houehold clutter could hold the answers to the questions. If it worked with the Trash,what else could he transport,perhaps Wifey-Poo? Unknown to Stanley 4 million Light Years from Earth, the evil Dr. KhanDooIt watches the screen intently with great interest. So,muses the evil Genius "This is the Mighty Capt. Randolf BeefHeart." "I have a little suprise for you my good Capt'. as the Dr. opens his Lab doors into the cloning chamber,a look-a-like of Stanleys wife appears. Let the games begin............................................