Hicks knocked on the door. He'd had no luck

Hicks knocked on the door. He'd had no luck with finding an apartment on Fury 161 at all, and the refinery was out of the question. The door opened to reveal an Alien Queen in an

tipathy boots, tapping one foot furiously."It's about time you showed up," the Alien Queen hissed at Hicks. Thinking she must have mistaken him for someone else but having nowhere

to himself under his breath. The Alien Queen had super sonic hearing and heard Hicks insult her, so she slapped her green slimy wet hand over the back of his head. "ouch!" he said.

But the Alien Queen only smiled. Stupid little flesh sack. He has no idea that her eggs have just landed on his scalp. They will hatch and the toothed worms will gnaw into his

toupee and lift it slowly off his head on inauguration day. It will hover there a while before being mistaken for an unauthorized drone and shot down by alert secret service people

is what Bill predicted would happen. But there was no toupee.There was just the luxuriant velvety infinitely coifable wonder that is his hair. It distracted world leaders while he

Chased beautiful women in fur coats in his fur lined boots. The Queen was busy at the doctor's office and her entourage had to lift her into the back seat of a van. When she could

she ordered the launching of all military resources to the task of finding the Holy of Holies, finding out who many licks it took to get to the core of a Tootsy Pop Pop?

To her demise, the planet's supply of Tootsy Pops had been stolen by North Korea who finally achieved world domination due to its revolutionary lollipop-fueled thermonuclear bomb.