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Stranded, without hope of getting off the cruise ship or reaching Vegas, our heros ponder their situation.
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| The blast just got us out of Area 51, but did nothing to fix the engines or give us any fuel for the spaceship. Unless some bird with a 500-ft wingspan comes by and carries us, we're stuck! | |
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| Hang on... I think I have the trick.... | |
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| WONDER TWIN POWERS ACTIVATE: Form of a useless bucket of stagnant water that can't even be used to swab the deck!!!!! | |
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| WONDER TWIN POWERS ACTIVATE: Form of a gi-normous fucking eagle to be used for backbreaking labour!!! | |
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| What in the fuck did you just do? How the fuck did you just do it? And Why is that huge-ass eagle on top of our fucking spaceship? | |
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| Hurry up and get in the ship before she figures out I got this ring out of a Crackerjacks box. And if you breathe a word of this to *anyone,* I'll kill you in your sleep. | |
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