"I'm just saying, maybe we should have some safety railing when we're hovering over the field of crystal spikes."
Space-ninjas take littering very seriously.
I didn't think it was possible to be bored by a group of scantily clad space-women abducting you while a giant green cat watches with a creepy amount of interest.
Women may be changing into these strange hairy things, but at least we'll always have maracas.
It's hard not to feel for the alien here. He just looks so excited!
Well yes, I thought that was the whole point.
A giant Jar Jar? Truly the stuff of nightmares.
Surely this must be the greatest book ever written.
"That's it, it's bed time for you, and no dessert!"
"My God. It's full of nekkid people!"
Because nothing says nightmare like chiseled abs and unicorns.
Hell seems like my kind of place.
"Really? I'm a flying dude in a leotard with f**king wings and antennae and I don't buy this robot."
I can't even begin to fathom what's going on here. The title has me strangely intrigued though.
"Don't worry about those giant praying mantises, I'll stick my arm out arbitrarily to shield your naughty bits from the camera!"
Nothing impresses a lady on a first date like destroying a planet.