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| O Chicken Gods, if there are indeed Chicken Gods, please hear my fervent prayer and save me from getting blown up! | |
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| Chickens don't have gods, Astro-Chicken, because they are godless heathens. Ducks, however, have dozens of gods, and I am Quackus, King of the Duck Gods. | |
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| O Quackus, King of the Duck Gods! Please save me from getting blown up! | |
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| Sorry, I just dropped in to see if there were any ducks on the ship. If there had been, I would have done something, but there aren't, so I'm afraid I can't help you. | |
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| But -- can't a duck god help a chicken? Just this ONCE -- can't a DUCK GOD help a CHICKEN? | |
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| DUCK GOD HELP A CHICKEN? Why, that's ABSURD! Ducks HATE chickens! Frankly, I'm glad you're about to blow up. | |
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