One More Drink: Science Fiction

One more drink, before we all have to die. One for the house! I'm buying. Not that it matters, since we'll all be dead long before that credit check bounces--what? Oh, no, I didn't say anything. Sure, absolutely it will clear. Just waiting for that next account uplink from Earth. That's it. No, nothing to worry about. Make mine Rum. The best stuff you got. Naw, don't worry about mixing it with anything. It's not like we have time to spare. What? No, I didn't say you were leaving work. We're all right here, after all. Us and all the alcohol. Maybe we can burn them. Or maybe we can stay just tipsy enough to keep from getting invaded. Makes it easier for critical mistakes to happen, though.


Inspiration: "The Sunk'n Norwegian" - Alestorm
Story Potential: High
Notes: Hee! Probably too silly for me to end up writing, but could be fun. Hard to tell how much of the appeal is the first-person narrator, though.