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Candy and her friend (Sandy) make a serious decision...
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| I've quit all sexual activity and have reserved a pass to Earth. | |
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| So have I. We've decided this horrible life all about orgasms is dumb. | |
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Mike and his ex-dinosaur-lover make another genetics-altering decision...
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| I'm tired of being a chessboard. There's no happiness as an inanimate object. | |
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| Yeah! And I'm sick of being a Priest! I don't even believe in God! | |
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That pig makes up an idea for World Peace! Yaaaay!
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| My fellow Americans... There will be World Peace in three days. The treaties have been hard-copied. We're just waiting for the Saudies to fly over here. | |
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