"This is the Federation Starship USS Private Enterprise. We are in convoy with seven merchant vessels carrying twelve kilotons of grade two opium. Lower your trade barriers and prepare to be colonized. Abstinence is futile."

Bad chefs, bad chefs...whatcha gonna sous, whatcha gonna sous when they cook for you...

Los locos kick your ass. Los locos kick your face. Los locos kick your balls INTO OUTER SPACE!!!

No Johnny 5 love??

I never watched the first one when it came out because emo-Parker.

1:15. Oh yeah, def.

Just watched this. That is definitely Dock Ock's rig and the Vulture's harness in what I'm assuming is the Oscorp labs.

Three words: crab-based fertilizer.

ALL THESE WORLDS
ARE YOURS EXCEPT
EUROPA
ATTEMPT NO
LANDING THERE

6-word-micro-fiction...

Easy call.

And on a ridiculously small budget.

NASA will always be my favorite group. "Problem? What problem? We'll science this bitch away!"

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It has been getting worse Gawker.

Gadget is useless.

I should have known they wouldn't do something fun like chasing down the Jotun-beast who's killing all the pigeons in Greenwich.

Maybe you should watch the show.

My favorite part of the Beastie Boys song is it means they're canon in the Star Trek universe and thus "Intergalactic" exists. Which references Mr. Spock.