stupid kayla: hey
adam: hello
stupid kayla: whats up
adam: not much at all
adam: how about you?
stupid kayla: really nervous
adam: why’s that?
adam: seeing sounds? hearing colours?
stupid kayla: no
stupid kayla: this is zachs 2nd day late for work
stupid kayla: and i am afaid he is going to go on restriction
adam: he will get fired
adam: out of a deck gun!
stupid kayla: he cant get fired
stupid kayla: but they can put him on restriction
stupid kayla: which would be 45 days on the ship with half pay and he would loose his rank and everything
adam: that would suck
adam: does he get demoted to seaman
stupid kayla: no
stupid kayla: there is a lot more then a seaman
stupid kayla: he would be an airman
adam: what exactly is his job?
stupid kayla: he builds bombs
stupid kayla: hes an ao
adam: that must be a pretty neat job
adam: don’t you worry that he is going to come home in tiny pieces though
stupid kayla: no
stupid kayla: he doesnt even work with them right now cuz he is in the shipyards
stupid kayla: there are no bombs on the ship what so ever
adam: so he’s like
adam: unemployed
stupid kayla: no
adam: but still drawing a salary
stupid kayla: no
stupid kayla: he goes to work every day
adam: but if there are no bombs to build
stupid kayla: they jus have to work on the mags
adam: what does he do
stupid kayla: work on the mags
adam: this seems highly suspicious
adam: are you sure he doesn’t just stand in the corner
adam: with a lampshade on his head
stupid kayla: cuz they are rebuilding the ship
adam: which ship?
stupid kayla: no the mags are where they keep the bombs
stupid kayla: uss enterprise
adam: oh the magazine
adam: no way
adam: your husband
adam: is Mr. Worf
adam: that is awesome
stupid kayla: no they do alot of hard work right now
adam: I thought he couldn’t be with human women
adam: since they are so fragile
adam: you must be a lot tougher than you look