Three days after takeoff and 220 miles from Planet Earth, the crew of the Space Shuttle Endeavor realized that after careful packing, no one brought toothpaste.

“Packing for a week in Disney is hard enough,” exclaimed the flight commander. He went on to say, “The crew is giving me [sic] because I forgot the toothpaste. At least I didn’t forget the Japanese space station module, Canadian robot with 11′ articulating arm, and the rocket fuel that got us here!”

The oversight became evident, as the sleeping quarters of the International Space Station began to fill with smell rotting food or flesh. “We started looking in every corner for a dead mouse or something,” said the flight’s navigator. “Then all at once, it became clear that the smell was our collective halitosis.”

The only relief in sight for the frustrated crew is a safe return home fourteen days from now, says a person familiar with the amenities found aboard the International Space Station. “Its gonna be tough up there. The last crew to leave the space station took anything that wasn’t bolted down and tried to sell the stuff on Ebay.”

“Godspeed,” says this reporter.