OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY
Episode Four

(Please click on the little videos I've included in the blog, for the ultimate experience!)

I ain't gonna rehash all that crap from the previous three episodes, brothers and sisters! I ain't got the time or the money! If ya can't keep up, go back and read them on your own! I'm tired of mollycoddling you slackers!

I better go take my meds now. Be back in 10 minutes...

Click on this and wait the full 10 minutes.

Just funnin' wit ya!

Oh, I feel so much better now, like Marilyn Monroe in that Snickers commercial!

Anyway, Rosie and Gary have survived a rough landing on the planet of Sophomore, and are now in route to the City Of Platinum, to find the Golden Chicken Of Kluck, that was abducted from their planet of Glirka 222,000 spaze years ago, on a Tuesday, at about 3:23 pm. 

Are they walking there? Heck no! They brung with them an unusual mode of transportation that you ain't never seed before, that was invented by Theo Jansen, billions of years before! Click on video below! 

Don't miss this clip! It's cool!

Gary - "What if when we find the Golden Chicken of Kluck, that lays the platinum eggs, we just keep it for ourselves, and run off to a distant galaxy, dimension, or even another time, and be filthy rich forever and ever?"

Rosie - "Gary! I'm shocked and ashamed of you! Our sacred duty is to bring that precious chicken back to our planet, where it rightfully belongs! It would be treason of the highest degree, and we would go down in Glirkazoid history as being lower than worms bellies!"

"Besides, the Supreme Glirkheads would track us down like dogs, bring us back to Glirka, and torture us with the excruciatingly painful tickle torture, until we evaporate!"

Gary - "Gotcha, Rosie! You thought I was bein' serious, didn't ya? Ha ha ha! Absconding with a national treasure is the furthest thing from my mom...me mum...I MEAN...my MIND!"

Gary's mommy

Rosie - "Riiiight! Every tom you feel guilty, your mom invades your guilty mind, Gary!"

Gary - "That is so NOT true, mommy...uh, mummy...ROSIE...I meant to say, ROSIE!!"

Rosie - "Riiiight! Let's forget about that for now and concentrate on the job at hand. Are we going in the right direction, skeezix?"

Gary - "Of course, Rosie! I'm using our trusty, dusty U. P. S.! (Universal Positioning System) Now listen closely...

U.P.S. Universal Positioning System

U.P.S. - (Speaking in a sexy sounding voice) "Turn right in 500 pecters, at the erupting volcano."

Rosie - "I don't see an erupting volcano!"

At that, they see, way off in the distance, a volcano starting to erupt violently!

Rosie - "Chihuahua, that's a good U.P. S.!"

Gary - "Are you crazy? I'm not goin' anyway near that erupting volcano! Let's just use the ancient Glirkazoid art of "guess reckoning" and find our way to the City Of Platinum using our natural, built in, positioning system."

Rosie - "What the heck are you talking about, knucklehead? I've NEVER heard of "guess reckoning" my whole life!"

Gary - "Stand back, whilst I chant the ancient, secret words, and do the sacred "dance of direction!"

Gary begins to slowly dance in a circle, and then move faster and faster, as he chants the secret, powerful words!

Gary - "Mareseatoats and doeseatoats and littlelambseativy...a kidilleativy 2 wooden u?"

Rosie - "You're scaring me, Gary!"

Gary - "Don't interrupt, Rosie, I'm not done!

"Jai guru deva, Om, ting, tang, walla walla, bing bang...In rain or wind or heat or snow...which direction should we go?!"

Rosie - "Now what's supposed to happen, Gary?"

Gary - "We will receive a sign from heaven, pointing the way! Just wait!"

   Listen to this delightful music while we wait.

Rosie - "Um, nothings hapnin', Tonto! What do we do now?"

Gary - "I'm stumped, Rosie!"

Rosie - "How's about we walk in the direction of that platinum-hued glow in the east, hmmm?"

Gary - "Not a bad idear, Rosie! I knew you were good for SOMETHING!"

Rosie - "Thanks a load, General!"

Gary - "Rosie..You know I'm not a General...I'm an Admiral!"

Rosie - "To the contrary, you are definitely a General...a general nuisance!!"

Oh, hey! Our troopers are on their way, chanting, "Follow the platinum glow, follow the platinum glow, oh, my, follow the platinum glow, oh, my...

Remember to not forget, even if you have to write a note to yourself, and hang it on the Frigidaire, to come back next weed for Episode Five of...wait for it...wait for it...OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY!