2.08sThey said it couldn't be done, Kif,
6.84sbut here we are, stealing an unlimited supply of birthday grade helium - from the unsuspecting moon.
Sun.
1.92sAt night it's called the moon.
3.27sUgh! All this heat has rendered me parched.
2.97sWhich of these doo-whackies dispenses horchata.
3.07sStop! That's the force field holding the mine open!