Rockets escape earth in the style of fleeing

In fact, many pilots' rockets blast off from just thinking about uterine-shaped parachutes. And thanks to Rule 34, there are many videos starring pilots, rockets, parachutes, and

upbeat disco-themed soundtracks. The plots were always ridiculous but sales were steady. Rule 35 additionally proclaimed that uterine-shaped parachutes and manicured launching pads

made Rule 18 null and void. Still, the upbeat music made him wiggle in his seat. He would get up and dance, but his seat was now permanently attached to his…seat. Calling up

his Puritanical father was like talking to God himself. His father never said "Hello," only "What is it?" He confessed to wiggling in his seat to music. "Blasphemor!" shouted

his dad from a pulpit he had installed in his living room. "Get away from me heathen and for pennace clean thy room child!" His dad's strict moral code helped later in life when he

became enamored with Thai prostitutes. He was able to quell these unwonton desires using prayer and a telepathic link to an alien monk on Hiluda 9

who had faced the temptations of orion slave girls & trisexual tentacled beholders on his transgalactic rites of passage. The alien monk advised him to imagine the thai hookers had

no real interest in his Plaxxon IV cameo character scale model collection, and that they called them 'dolls' behind his back. Which was absurd, he hand-painted even the smallest

anatomical details onto them, which took especial effort for the aliens, particularly the Slargblatter Beasts of Trelxon IV, I need not mention. He wondered, "Why always IV?"