Cue the space music!
A-adventure awaits down, down a bottle.
Or maybe, ya know, two or ten.
You-you-you! Hurry up or be l-left behind.
Grandpa ran out of time two, three, four episodes ago.
The m-man isn’t known for his, well, overwhelming patience.
So, b-b-bitches, step right up, right here, right now.
We’ve got Space, and you’re not, you’re no Jerry, are you?
And for science’s sake, n-no unraveling time,
she’s a pain in the ass to f-fix and quite frankly,
not worth the overall effort.
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