On board the dinghy Knock Neviski, Kapitan was busy relating the story of how he singlehandly destroyed the USS Nimitz with an unorthadox method of ramming when suddenly a small green head popped out of the water next to them.
"it's the Loch Ness monster!!1" yelled Kapitan, and immediately set about trying to ram it. However, at this moment a strange glowing pink submarine performed an emergancy surface in front of them.
"Kapitan! It is the November K-147!" yelled a crewmember, but Kapitan knew better than that.
"of corse it isn't you fool! our submarines glow bright green, not pink!!1"
For a tense one minute, twenty seconds, five milliseconds and sixty-five picoseconds there was a standoff, broken only by the sound of the seagulls and a crewmember using an electric tinopener on a can of spam.
Then, there was a click on the bright pink submarine, and a hatch opened, a short man in a tartan kilt climbed up on deck and looked straight at the monster.
"Thar she blows! Thoust monster that has taken so much from me! Well, Nessie, if you have seen fit to rob me of my boat time and again, it is only fit that I rob you of your life! We must duel!!"
With a flash, a set of bagpipes appeared in his hands and he stared at the monster as though, should his chest have been a cannon he would have fired his heart upon the beast. Then, the monster opened its mouth, and in a very polite and upper class englishman accent replied.
"Oh dear...I'm sorry old chap, I rather think you have got the wrong monster...I'm the LOCH Ness monster...you are most likely after my cousin the LOCK Ness monster...I get this all the time."
The Scotsmans shoulders slumped, and accepting defeat he clambered back down into the glowing pink submarine and set course back to port, determined that next time he would take vengance on the monster, whose cousin was now quite happily swimming away.
What of Kapitan, I hear you ask...well, our intrepid submarine commander had piloted the dinghy away from the glowing pink submarine and promptly ran it aground...but fortunately he was already next to B088 and was able to clamber on board...ready to begin his fateful mission!
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