...baby ruth."
Jack gave Rufus a puzzled look.
"A what?"
Rufus shook his head. "I think he is losing it, man."
"Do you have a question, soldier?" yelled the general.
"Sir, what is a baby ruth, sir?"
"I know, I know!" Adrian was jumping up and down like a monkey.
"I hate this guy," snarled Jack.
"It's a baseball..."
"No."
"Sir?"
"It is not a baseball player. It was, but he is dead and was never cloned."
Adrian looked heartbroken and stepped back into line. Rufus and Jack snickered.
"It's a delicious little candy bar, caramel and peanuts, covered in delicious chocolate coating, crunchy and soft at the same time."
"Sir?"
"What?"
"They stopped producing chocolate, since the global warming flood. The weather conditions on earth just make it too hard."
The general squashed a bug under his boot and made them move on to Mars for some red sand cookies.
by Nina, Germany
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