![]() ![]() Benson: Oh, the top bunk, now I definitely wanna stay in space. Rigby: What's the matter, Benson? You can have top bunk if you want. Benson: Um, again basically kidnapped and forced to do this. I mean, I just got goosebumps saying that. Eileen: Actually, Benson, I hate to disagree, but living in space is the definition of cool. Benson: Those pillows are not cool at all and neither is space. ![]() Mordecai: Benson, check it out cool pillows. (kicks and punches Benson in the balls) Cool Bro Bots Ĭhance Sureshot: SAY THAT TO MY FACE YOU RIPPER SCUM.Ĭhance Sureshot: I guess we lumberjacked him up. Thanks for getting us stuck in space, Rigby! Rigby: You pushed that button, too! Benson: Your hand was on top of mine! Rigby: I was just going with the flow! Benson: Going with the flow? I'll show you going with the flow! Rigby: Ugh. Quit goofing off and get to the surface!īenson: Aaah! We're gonna die! (Gasps) Drifting in space, no way in communicating with earth. I don't care! I don't care! We have a plan now. Benson: What are you two doing?! No one's heard from you for two hours! Mordecai: Sorry, Benson! We were exploring and then we found these space carts! Rigby: Yeah, and they were already crashed and stuff. Mordecai: Yeah, but we'll probably make it back to Earth. me! And we have space ships! Maybe this is how we become space pilots! Unless that timeline was destroyed, I don't know. I mean, we basically have the park and all the stuff we normally have. Mordecai: What if we're stuck here forever? Rigby: Might not be so bad. All we have to do is to make it one day at a time, Benson: Mordecai is right, we'll handle this like we handle everything else, with a morning meeting. We are going to figure out how to get home. Right? But then we banned together and figured it out. ![]() Last time we got trapped in the dome, we panicked. Hi-Five Ghost: Oh, no! I'm lost forever! We're going to starve to death and die! Rigby: We gotta press the button again! Mordecai: No! We gotta calm- Rigby: GO BACK! GO BACK! GO BACK! GO BACK! My high school graduate, I'm too young to die in space! Mordecai: Stop! Everybody, calm down. Muscle Man: I need to call my wife, how am I gonna call my wife?! Eileen: Be careful what you write in your dream journal, Eileen. One Space Day at a Time Benson: WHY AM I STILL WEARING THIS THING?! Skips: There's no cell service. ![]()
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