Hopefully, this mini-series will help revitalize my site. Onward with the insanity!

What usually happens when you mix drugs, power, and advanced space travel is a camping trip on Tirisia. This is true with the RDF. After having the SDF-1 converted into a minivan, Max drove non-stop till he reached...the end of his driveway. Then he realized that he had forgotton his teddy bear, so he put it in rear and went back.

Of course, Max also forgot to pick up all the other RDF members and gear in Macross, so when he came back, they got on as well. Most of the gear consisted of sporks and spam (Rick really loves spam, but he doesn't know how to open it). Sadly, they had to dump the sporks to get across a river, thus leaving them with no utensils!

Settin' up camp

Max: (In hippie attire) A most groovy forest!

Mirirya: Here Max, take your uhh...Asthma medicine.

Max: (Inhale) Grooooooovy!

(Max quickly falls into a deep sleep)

Lisa: Hey Rick, get off that magic bicycle and help me put up this tent!

Rick: (munch munch, mouth full of food) No thangths, I'm busigth.

Lisa: (Really pissed and shaking fist) Don't eat all the food!!!

Rick: (gulp) This doesn't qualify as food, it's Spam.

Max: (Groggy) How'd you figure out how to open it? I had Lang work on that for months with no success!

Rick: I learned it from a song; "The tab, is there, to open the can. The can, is there, to hold in the Spam!"

Lisa: (exhausted)*gasp* I finally got the tents up.

Miriya: Those look more like "twots" than "tents" heh heh heh.

(The author's hand materializes and slaps Miriya for making such a stupid pun)

Miriya: Alright, alright. I'll only use Steven Segal puns from now on...Hey Max, get a fire going, would ya?

Max: (fascinated) Whoa! check out the dancing heat wave coming from the match...Yeouch! Fire hurts!

(Max throws the almost burned out match into a pile of animal dung)

All: Ahh! This is worse than poo gas!!

Luckily for our moronic valiant RDF members, Max accidentally triggers the SDF-1's main gun. This weapon blasts the flaming poo into oblivion. It was unfortunate for the tourist in oblivion of course. All he wanted was a bronze spatula.

Part II "Fun with a radio"