Great big bubbles of unreason have appeared in the Continuum. Very big. Very bad. Very refractory. We've had to send for Toussaint, the bijou anti-hero, to come and distract the intractable creatures with deliberately futile attempts to reason with them, as we despatch a mixed platoon of Shoggoths and Penguins to undermine the bubbles' base of ops. (And nick their reserves of Austrian chocolate while they're at it. Waste not, want not, as we say in the Anti-Grid.)
Scribe’s Note: The Shoggies don't much care for fine chocolate -they prefer Smarties, the silly buggers- but the Penguins and I do. Deeply.
On a completely unrelated vein, I came across this line on Andy Weir's Artemis. I liked it so much I thought I'd share it with you:
"On a scale from one to 'invade Russia in winter,' how stupid is this plan?"
:-)