The Eyes

Joe Schweeble was quite suprised that he only suffered from a couple of
bruises and a cracked rib, after being trampled by the crew members
stampeding off the ship.
He looked the ship up and down, "wow...she's really something isn't she" he
thought "i'm not actually sure what that something is though".
As he wandered round the ship trying to get his bearings and find the
sickbay to see if they could do anything about his rib, he walked passed a
few people who weren't in a mad rush to get out. I young lady walked
passed, Joe closed his left eye (the blue one) and looked at the lady.
"That looks like a nice perfume you've got on,Chanel No.357 isn't it?" he
said.
"Yes, how did you know that?" she asked
"I can see it, it's a kinda pinkish vapour around you....my..my mother used
to wear Chanel No.357, sh..she's d..dead now." Joe broke down into tears and
collapsed on the floor, he was having feeling very depressed all of a
sudden. The lady looked at him, she looked quite confused, she shrugged her
shoulders and walked quickly away, whistling to herself, leaving Joe in heap
on the drowning in a puddle of his own tears.
He remained like this for about a minute then looked up to see a pink tree
carrying a suitcase and hurry past him, all of a sudden he didn't feel
depressed anymore. Scratching his head in puzzlement he stood up a looked at
his map of the ship, "where the hell is the sickbay, it's not on here
anwhere" his rib was really starting to hurt now.
"Sod it, i'll go to the bar, drink the pain away and ask someone there where
it is. Assuming that the barstaff haven't gone on shore leave that is."
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