Sunday May 10, 2009
Narrator:Kelrik Station, in the commons room at the electric sliding eohippus. . .
Trenchcoat Monobrow:In space, no-one can hear you scream.
Schlock:In the dark, no one can tell of you're wearing pants.
Narrator:Kerchak's calls are still six hundred and fifty hours away.
Trenchcoat Monobrow:The lights are dim, and I see but one pair of pants between us.
Schlock:Hey guys! I found our contact!