OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY
The Fliladdilators

Episode 1

Gary and Rosie are returning back to their home planet of Glirka, after retrieving the ancient, sacred, Golden Chicken Of Kluck, and returning it to the ancient, sacred Museum Of Chicken Artifacts, when Gary begins to speak. Let's listen...

Gary - "Something is bothering me, Rosie."

Rosie - "Whazat, Chief?"

Gary - "Our last mission seemed to have an anti-climactic ending."

Rosie - "Whazat, Chief?"

Gary - "I just Gloogled it, let's see...Lacking climax, disappointing or ironically insignificant following of impressive foreshadowing. After all the buildup, the ending of the story was an anti-climactic let down."

Rosie - "Where did you get that stupid idea?"

Gary - "Does it matter?"

Rosie - "Of course it does, dufus! Listen to me, carefully. Our last story ended with four of the fab five using all of their super skills to defeat zombies, demons, machines and monsters of all shapes and sizes, and then, at the VERY last part, you emulsificated the bad guy into a little puddle!"

"I think it was a grand climax!!!"

"Whoever told you it was anti-climactic was probably jealous of you, or just a big, dumb idiot!!"

Gary - "It was Big Gaz."

Rosie -"He could have a point, my friend!"

Gary - "But...but...I thought you just said..."

Rosie - "Never mind what I said, Bozo! Big Gaz is a legendary soothsayer, sage, parsley, prognosticator, and fountain of smart wisdom! You NEED to listen to him!!"

Gary - "Hmmm? Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Rosie?"

Rosie - "I think I am, pardner!"

Rosie and Gary - "WE NEED MORE PAZAZZ!!!"

Due to the blog creators debilitating eye surgery, I'm making this episode short. I'll try to do better next tom! If I can't find Tom, I'll do it on my own!

That doesn't really compute, but give me a break...I'm half blonde...I mean, blind...or maybe both...how would I know, I can't see myself in the mirror...but then, how am I typing this? So many mystery's!! 

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY

CHAPTER IX

In this strange dimension, on the planet of Sophomore, it would soon be the first full moon after the spring equinox, when the Golden Chicken Of Kluck comes to life, and begins to lay platinum eggs for 24 hours straight, so it is imperative that the Fab Five grabs the chicken before 3:37 in the afternoon, while the chicken is still inanimate! 

Ever try to catch a chicken that is running around, and laying platinum eggs that you can stumble over?

I didn't think so!

The Silver Sausage spazeship has landed at a remote location on the Flying Fortress Of Platinum Island, and the Fab Five begin to map out their plan!

It is exactly 5:37 in the morning...

Gary - "You all realize that Swyparooski is going to throw everything he has against us to keep his precious Golden Chicken Of Kluck that he stole from our planet Glirka, right?"

The Fab Five, minus Gary - "RIGHT!"

Gary - "You also know that Swyparooski can inflict some of the most painful torture that can be inflicted on creatures that oppose him, right?"

The Fab Five, minus Gary and Rosie - "Uh, right?"

Gary - "You dudes seem a bit apprehensive." 

Big Gaz - "Torture? Nobody ever said anything about torture!"

Gounderus - "What kind of torture?"

Gary - "Like I said, PAINFUL, EXCRUCIATING, I WANT MY MOMMY kind of torture!"

Rosie - "Gary!! Shut your mouth! You're just trying to scare them away, so they don't get any part of the Golden Chicken and platinum eggs, that, by the way, are ALL going back to the Museum Of Chicken Artifacts on Glirka!

We are doing this mission pro-bono, remember? We are all SUPPOSED to be altruistic super heroes, kapeesh?"

Rhymesauce, Gounderus and Big Gaz - "Kapeesh!"

Rhymesauce - "Swyparooski, torture, maybe nailed to a tree, altruistic, pro-bono, doin' it for free!"

All of a sudden, the evil, viscious, bloodthirsty forces of Swyparooski descend upon the Fab Five! 

There are demon-like creatures flying at them, zombie creatures, wanting to eat their brains, mechanical walking machines (like in Star Wars), shooting lasers at them, uniformed soldiers, firing blasters at them, and a whole host of other characters, that will make for a big budget when the movie is filmed! 

In quick, lethal response, the Fab Five utilize their warrior skills to stave off the overwhelming forces of Swyparooski!

Gounderus mows down hundreds of them with his gopher chucks, Rhymesauce is able to slay many more by using a pen knife and the "cloak of invisibility," Big Gaz, strengthened by his power tonic, destroys a thousand or more with his bare hands, Rosie takes care of a multitude of the enemy with her kick-yo-bott martial arts skills, along with her little blaster, and Gary is nowhere to be seen!!

The time is exactly 3:00 in the afternoon, already!

Swyparooski - "Bosco, they've beaten ALL of my evil forces, and there is only you to guard me and the Golden Chicken Of Kluck! Bosco? Bosco!! Where are you, Bosco?!!"

At that, Gary blasts his way into Swyparooski's chamber!

It is exactly 3:15 in the afternoon!

Gary - "Sooo, we meet again, after 222,000 years! Now, hand over the Golden Chicken Of Kluck that is on that table next to your throne!"

Swyparooski - "What Golden Chicken Of Kluck? I see no Golden Chicken Of Kluck!"

Gary - "It's right there on that table next to you, now, hand it over, you, you bad guy!"

It's exactly 3:30 in the afternoon!

Swyparooski - "Seriously, my old friend, I'd hand it over if I could see it, but, alas, I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Gary - "You're stalling, you monster! You know that it will soon be 3:37 and the Golden Chicken will come back to life and start laying platinum eggs, which will make it next to impossible to catch!"

Swyparooski "Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Correct, Sherlock! You are now facing defeat in the face, you little twerp! It's 3:37 and LOOK, the Golden Chicken Of Kluck is ALIVE, it's ALIVE I tell you!!!"

This is when all heck breaks lose, and the Golden Chicken begins clucking wildly, running all around the chamber, flying a bit, and laying platinum eggs by the hundreds!!

Swyparooski laughs that irritating, echoing, evil laugh...

Swyparooski - "Ha haaaa ha haaaa haaaaa! You will never catch me, or the Golden Chicken Of Kluck now, you miserable little Glirkazoid lackey!"

All of a sudden the Fab Five, minus Gary, rush in, corral the Golden Chicken Of Kluck, gather all of the platinum eggs, and then Rhymesauce, Big Gaz and Gounderus take the chicken and eggs back to the Silver Sausage, where for the remaining 23 hours, they can beam the Golden Chicken and all of the platinum eggs she lays, to the Museum Of Chicken Artifacts on Glirka!

Swyparooski - "Sooo, what are you two gonna do to me, huh? Torture me? Emulsificate me? Cut me into little pieces, and feed meto the teridacktalls...teradaktles...I never could spell pterodactyls!"

Rosie - "No, Swyparooski! We realize you have kleptomania, and will send you to Happy Stars Mental Health Facility to find your inner, honest self."

Swyparooski - "The hell you will!"

In an instant, Swyparooski whips out his concealed carry emulsificator and takes a shot at sweet Rosie!

Rosie leans away from the blast (like in The Matrix movie)

and then Gary emulsificates Swyparooski into a liquid puddle on the floor, where Swyparooski's dawg licks up the puddle! Kind of sickening, but true!

Gary - "Where are the rest of the Fab Five, Rosie?"

Rosie - "They took the treasured Golden Chicken Of Kluck and platinum eggs back to the Silver Sausage to send it all back to Glirka, to the..."

Gary - "They WHAT!!! Rosie!!! They are a million light years away from us by now! How could we be so dumb to let them take all the precious loot away from..."

Rosie - "Shut up, dufus! I'm getting a message! (Rosie is responding to her message) Uh, huh. Yes. Got it. Thank you!" 

Gary - "Was that our so-called friends, gloating over their ill gotten gains?!!"

Rosie - "No, actually it was the Museum Of Chicken Artifacts on Glirka, thanking us for sending back the Golden Chicken Of Kluck and platinum eggs, that, by the way, are still being beamed there as we speak!"

Gary - "Well, those sons of biscuit eaters! I underestimated them and falsely accused them of being dishonest. I guess they have high standards, the same as you and me, Rosie!"

Rosie - "What's in that gunny sack, behind your back, Gary?" 

Gary - "I don't see a gunny sack! You must be imaginating things, Rosie."

Rosie - (Talking to the Chicken Museum on her communicator) "Yeah, we overlooked a few platinum eggs, and will be sending them to you as soon as we get back on the Silver Sausage!"

Gary - "I just wanted to help the poor, and maybe spruce up the Silver Sausage a bit, take us on a needed vacation to Planet Mow-wee, buy you some gifts, for sure, send something to my destitute brother in law..."

Rosie - "Yeah, riiiiight!"

THE END

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY

EPISODE VIII

The Flying Fortress Of Platinum...One mile straight up! Your mileage may vary!

How, oh how will our group of outer spaze characters (they are characters, alright) manage to reach the Flying Fortress Of Platinum, to regain possession of the Golden Chicken Of Kluck?

Let's join our "Fearless Five"....

Big Gaz - "Graplin' hooks mates! We need to use graplin' hooks to climb up to the bloody fortress!"

Just watch the second portion of this clip, starting at 26 seconds.

Gounderus - "You can't be serious, Big Gaz! Didn't you ever watch Inspector Clouseau try to storm a castle, using a grappling hook?"

Big Gaz - "Yeah, mate! I just watched it in the clip provided! I only watched the second part, starting at 26 seconds, and avoided that old joke in the first part."

Gounderus - " Well, didn't it teach you anything?"

Big Gaz - "Sure, but I don't remember what, mate!"

Gounderus "Besides, the Flying Fortress is one mile high, give or take a few meters! How could we ever throw grappling hooks a mile straight up? That's 1.609304 kilometers to you!"

Rosie - "Guys, I have an idea!"

Gary - "Rhymy, what do you think we should do?"

Rhymesauce - " Pogo stick...trampoline...would not give desired result...kite, too flimsy, springs too weak...why not build a catapult?"

Gary - "Interesting idea, Rhymy! But it would have to be one hell of a big catapult to fling us 1.609304 kilometers!"

Rosie - "Dudes! I have an idea!!"

Big Gaz - "Too bad we deep sixed those bloody dragons, mates. We coulda lassoed those big blue lizards and flew 'em up to the Fickle Finger Of Fate, uh, I mean, uh, the Flyin' Fortress Of Platinum!" 

Rosie - (Waving her little arms around to try and get the attention of the group) "Listen to me, you idiots, I have a way..."

Gary - "My word, it seems to me that NONE of us can come up with a decent plan to get up to the Flying Fortress, so I guess we'll have to abandon the..."

Rosie shoots off a mighty blast from her blaster that gets everyone's attention!!

Rosie - " OKAY...the next moron who interrupts me will get a blast in your recreational, procreational area, get it?!!

In perfect unison they all say, "got it!"

Rosie - "I just so happen to have a remote control switch for the Silver Sausage spazeship, and all I need to do is click this button to bring it here to fly us up to the Flying Fortress Of Platinum, kapeesh?!"

Gary - "Why didn't you tell us that in the first place, Rosie, instead of wasting all this time?"

At that, Rosie screams a scream of disgust (kind of like uuugh), and takes aim at the aforementioned "family jewels" of Gary, which prompts the whole lot of them to run in terror! 

Meanwhile...back in the Flying Fortress Of Platinum, the evil genius, Swyparooski begins to speak to his trusted and rusted servant, Bosco.

    Bosco

                                                                                                                               Swyparooski

Swyparooski- "Sooo, Bosco...we now know that the Fabulous Five have defeated our big blue dragons, and will soon summon the Silver Sausage to fly them up here to steal the Golden Chicken Of Kluck that I stole from them 222, 000 years ago!" 

Bosco - "How do you know all that, Lord Swyparooski? Is it the "forze?"

Swyparooski - "Heck no! I've been keeping up with the OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY blog like EVERYONE should!"

Bosco - "What is your evil, dastardly plan to prevent Gary, Rosie, Rhymesauce, Gounderus and Big Gaz from regaining the precious Golden Chicken Of Kluck, master?"

Swyparooski - " How do you know the names of the Fabulous Five, Bosco?"

Bosco - "I calculated all of the infinite possibilities, using my robotic brain, along with the forze, of what individuals had even the remotest chance of making it this far, and generated the names of these legendary spaze warriors!"

Swyparooski -Liar! You've been reading OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY, haven't you?"

Bosco - "Yeah."

Swyparooski - " As to your previous question about my evil, dastardly plan, all I can say is...

Swyperooski begins to laugh one of those really scary, sadistic, echoing laughs like you always hear evil villains laughing in movies, and then Bosco begins to laugh, and then everyone in the castle begins to laugh in exactly the same way as Dr. Evil did in that Austin Powers movie!

The Fab Five are all boarding the Silver Sausage to embark on what could be the most egg-citing adventure of all tom! 

As they are entering the ship and securing all the weapons and other gear they will need, listen to my rendition of this old Neil Young

 classic, and you will marvel at how well it applies to this particular activity...especially if you're stoned to the gills!

Are you listening to the song?

Good! 

The Fab Five walk up the silver ramp to enter the ship, as the blue Sophomore sun is setting on the horizon so beautifically. 

Are you SURE you're listening to the song? I'll know if y'all are lying!

Gounderus begins to check out his weapon of choice... gopher chucks.

This is NOT Gounderus, but those are gopher chucks.

Rhymesauce grabs Gary's cloak of invisibility, and tries it on.

This is NOT Rhymesauce, but there is a stunning resemblance!

Still enjoying the song? What do you mean you NEVER enjoyed it! 

Big Gaz prepares with his power liquid refreshment tonic.

Rosie changes into her ultra hot, Super Rosie, super hero suit!

She should wear this more often!

Finally, we see Gary cleaning his mighty, endless shot, proton powered, deadly emulsificator weapon!

As you keep listening to my poor imitation of Neil Young, you see an outside view of the Silver Sausage, and through the portholes the powerful, closeup images of the serious faces of each individual member of the Fab Five, while the gleaming ship slowly rises, rises, rises in the direction of the Flying Fortress Of Platinum.

I don't know about you, but my narration of that last paragraph gave me chills! No, wait, it must be the popsicle I inadvertently sat on. My bad!

Will you join us next week for chapter IX of OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY? 

Oh, I hope so...or I'm writing this for nothing but the therapeutic, cathartic benefit alone. 

I guess that's okay as well. I don't know! 

Song not over yet? 

Shut the damn thing off!!