“Is a tomato and cheese omelette OK, oh mighty Emperor of the Galaxy?”
“Yep, sure is!” answered Blurg the Intelligent quite cheerfully.
“Well that’s good, because that’s all I can cook.” said the clone of Shauny Shorts.
(Don’t ask me to explain how the clone of Shauny Shorts changed from wanting to conquer Blurg the Intelligent’s galaxy to being Blurg the Intelligent’s personal chef. You couldn’t possibly understand. All you really need to know is that Blurg the Intelligent has once again coped extremely well with the threat of galactic destruction.)
(Oh, and the answer to the third question is: Yes this story could get much more stupid than this. But it won’t. Because this is... THE END
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