Plan 10 from Outer Space commenced--our rodent-eating allies at our side.
The first clueless victims arrived.
Neither marching bands nor slo-time can help you now! Hahahahaha!
Who is more foolish? The fool ...
or the fool licked by him?
Suddenly, I, Space Pope, was touched by an angel.
"That's no angel, that's my wife."
A gangster and Emma Peal arrived for reinforcements.
We plied the guests with food.
And got the medics too drunk to fight.
I got too drunk to see straight.
A black panther brought her pet wolf.
Nice wolf. Go eat a human, like a good boy.
The fool was in his element.
Courtney Love got in his element.
I like Leeloo, too.
The bunker wasn't all deceit and debauchery ...
Decent humans gathered
From nerds to Russians, to that guy in the Chinese silk
Of course, some things can't be helped.
And when Mardi Gal met the Girl Gone Wild ...
Like you didn't see that coming.
Woody Allen partied with punkers and pimps.
How easily a pimp gets distracted.
And a pop girl seduced the rocker.
It was a distracting night.
Even I had to be wrested away from temptation.
After temptation
After temptation.
I asked the Lord to help me ...
but the Bride of Christ was corrupted by the Whore of Babylon.
I sought out a pirate
to get a little booty.
But Lady Vagina and the devil care more for bums
than me here hangin' with my old school chums.
The Russians showed up in force.
So I got some Red Stripe to placate the commies.
It worked at first ...
but the crowds
kept getting
more out of control.
Who were these mad people? (really--who are these guys?)
They were like animals!
Not even the wrestler's package was large enough
to satisfy this sexy throng.
One illusive moment of peace ...
before the New Wave guy set loose the Muses,
the vampires came unmasked,
the gangsta witch put a spell on our asses,
and all thinking was banished.
So we fled back to space. But we'll be back! Hahahahahahaha!