His clones lacked his legendary skills.
Phaser set to kill, goodbye Redshirt.
It was all for not, God.
The aliens proved to be unfriendly.
We should have locked that lab.
Asked about love, God blue screened.
He was on earth after all.
Had a bellyache, not a bellyache.
He was free. Or was he?
Baby Hitler always shoots first, Ben.
Matter Transmission always gives me gas.
for sale: baby spaceship, never used
On every world, there is song.
The higher dimensions began to unravel.
“Have you tried rebooting the universe?”
Error 404: Person not found. Report?
THEY CAME BACK TO DESTROY EARTH.
“…Then who’s looking back at us?”
“Welcome. We’ve long awaited your development.”
They mostly come out at night
What god needs with a Starship?
A new frontier, devoid of stars.
….but the creature refused to stop.
And the moon began to weep…
The robots started thinking for themselves.
