Mars Space Control calling the crew of Probe One. Mars Space Control calling the crew of Probe One. Come in, Captain Omega, and give us your location.
A sandwich.
I have a close sighting of the space crew, sir
Excellent. Make voice contact
Captain Omega to Mars Space Control. Lieutenant Iota, Segment Oop, and I have arrived on Earth without incident. We have taken shelter in this - this square place. Have you any idea where we are, Lieutanant Iota?
Perhaps the Great and Mighty Think-Tank will give us the benefit of his thought on the matter.
I haven't a clue. I've been to 7 galaxies, but I've never seen anything like this. Maybe they're hats. Say, maybe this is a haberdashery!
I can't figure it out Captain. I've counted 2000 of these peculiar items. This place must be some sort of storage barn. What do you thing, Sergeant Oop?
That item in you hand is called a sandwhich.
Elementary, my dear Omega. Hold one of the items up so that I may view it closely. Yes, yes, I understand now.
Oh, no, no. But poor Lieutenant Iota has not had herbreakfast. Lieutenant Iota, I order you to eat this —this sandwich.
Eat it?
That is correct, sir.
To confirm my opinion, I order you to eat it.
Sandwiches are the main staple of Earth diet. Lookat it closely.(Omega squints at book.) There are twoslices of what is called bread, and between them issome sort of filling.
Do you doubt the Mighty Think-Tank?
For the glory of Mars, Oop!
Who, Lieutenant? Me, Lieutenant?
Eat it? Oh, Captain! It’s a very greathonour to be the first Martian to eat a sandwich, I’msure, but — but how can I be so impolite as to eatbefore my Sergeant? Sergeant Oop, I order you to eat the sandwichimmediately.
Well, Oop?
That is correct, sir. It was not delicious. Idon’t know how the Earthlings can get thosesandwiches down without water. They’re dry asMartian dust.
Was it not delicious, Sergeant Oop?
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