"Well, bleah," says Ray, who doesn't appear to have noticed that he's pretty well coated in alien yuk himself by this point. "Pete! It's okay, I've got you covered!"
Our friendly neighborhood eggplant is gonna put himself between Venkman and the giant splodey smushey splattery WORM OF OH MY GOD THE SMELL, WHAT THE HELL DID THAT THING EAT LAST, and slice up anything that gets too SERIOUSLY, WHERE DOES THIS THING HANG OUT, THAT'S JUST NASTY near before Pete can see again.
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Date: 2007-03-08 06:53 am (UTC)Our friendly neighborhood eggplant is gonna put himself between Venkman and the giant splodey smushey splattery WORM OF OH MY GOD THE SMELL, WHAT THE HELL DID THAT THING EAT LAST, and slice up anything that gets too SERIOUSLY, WHERE DOES THIS THING HANG OUT, THAT'S JUST NASTY near before Pete can see again.
I MEAN, IT SMELLS LIKE FEET. AND BARF.
MAYBE IT ATE FEET.
TAXICAB FEET.