to finally land, so
wielding his sword cane
and yelling nonsensical slogans,
directed the missiles to
the home of his
robot butler’s Service Engineer.
But enough about missiles.
“Who wants pizza,” said
Malcolm the Sex Offender.
“WE DO!” the assembled
innocent little children shouted.
“But I’m lactose intolerant,”
said Brutus. "In fact,
just a drop of
milk causes episodes of
“Welcome Back, Kotter” to
play in my tummy."
“No problem” said Malcolm,
"As we’ll have Horshack
doing that annoying laugh