I was supposed to be writing a program spec when this happened

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"Set phasers to stun!" shouted the Captain.
"We've only got one phaser between us" replied the man in the red shirt. "And it's made of wood". He tapped it against a nearby rock, producing a slight wobble and a dull "thunk" sound, as it too was made of wood.
"What does the Tricorder say?" asked the Captain.
The man with the stuck-on, stuck-out ears held up the Tricorder, which was an old cassette player adorned with sticky-back plastic and a flashing light extracted from a toy police car. "It goes 'warble warble warble' Captain, but if I turn the tape over it's John Denver".
The Captain looked around frantically and flipped open his Communicator, which fell to pieces as it was made up of an electric razor, part of a cheese-grater and the top off a jar of face-cream. Gathering them up, he nonetheless spoke loudly into his hand. "Beam us up Scotty!"
From somewhere behind the other wooden rock, and in a rather poor Scottish accent came the reply "We cannae afford the special effects Captain"
The Captain cast his Communicator bits to the floor and stared out into the auditorium "I've had enough, if people aren't going to take this seriously..."
On flopped the Horta, sprayed powerful acid over everything, and it and the crew fell screaming into the basement as the stage dissolved under them.