Representatives from the United Planets were on the way to a meeting with the Rogue Worlds. Most of them were dubious that any progress would be made…
“Why is it we’re wasting our time chasing a deal with these irascible idiots?”
Spork, leader of the delegation (and unaware of the meaning of the word on Earth), said “We must brush off the rust on this relationship and find joint accord against the Cute Kittens (so dastardly that they’d call themselves that).”
Years later, the net effect of the meeting was to pit the Kittens against the Rogues. Spork retired happy.
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