Desperation gripped the colony. No new knitting supplies had been available for days without number. The tried and true ways for replenishing the dwindling stock had failed. Sitting round the empty yarn bins the leaders talked, planned, and strategized; the decision was made. They armed themselves with their sharpest points and forged ahead to claim the new yarns they so rightfully deserved. The Pony Express must be resurrected!
So they stole a Klingon battle ship and flew it at the sun?
Yeah, sure. Why not?