"Okay, you win. Your tentacle-sprouting arms are way creepier than my freakishly elongated right one."
Love is surprisingly terrifying.
Sounds exactly like a recurring nightmare of mine.
I'm not saying this suit is impractical, but I fell on my back and rocked myself to sleep trying to get back up.
"It's raining men! Hallelujah it's raining men!"
Entropy means swinging a dagger at robots in your underwear?
You'd think anyone going to Venus would pack more than a single pair of tighty-whities. Or maybe we should be thankful he remembered that much.