[Jay:] Ugh. This meat popsicle
smells like wookie snatch. Smell it.
[Hamilton:] Dude. No. [Computer:] Transport Ship OGC1. Pickup requested. General space dictator has been
indicted for war crimes. He requests his sexy daughters taken to safety. The reward is 500 duckets. [Jay:] Ah, this sounds good. 500 duckets aand we get
to bone some dictator daughters. I’m in. Let’s do this. [Hamilton:] You crazy, man.
This dude’s a bloodthirsty tyrant. If you touch his daughters he’s gonna kill us, man! [Jay:] So I should wait ’till
he’s in jail to bone the daughters… Perfect. [Hamilton:] I got a baad feel-
[Jay:] Sshh. This is OGC1, and we accept
that sexy mission. Thank you. *gasps*
[Jay:] Okay everyone, just chill. There’s been a slight misunderstanding.
This is not what it looks like. [Dictator:] It look like
you are about to die. [Jay:] Noooo. Oh, uh, wait, wait. Wait. I invoke space rule 35. *gasps*
[Dictator:] I accept. I will see you in dojo. [Jay:] Good, I’ll see you in the doj- wait. Which one is rule 35? [Hamilton:] Rule 35 is a fight to the death, dumbass. [Jay:] Ooh, rightrightrightrightright. I meant thir- ah, he’s gone. [Hamilton:] Good, luck, man.
[Jay:] I think I can take this guy. Looks kinda fat. And has a beautiful set of manboobs. Look at those things. They are majestic. Let me paint you. What? Awh, come on. This sword is like a baby penis. [Dictator:] Aaaaah! [Ray:] Manboobs. Okay. Okay, man.
Let’s make a deal. I’ll only have sex with one of your daughters,
I don’t need the whole orgy! [Dictator:] Haaaargh! [Jay:] Hamilton! [Hamilton:] Huh? [Jay:] Nice. [Dictator:] Get your hands off my baby girl! [Hamilton:] Nah, man! She was just telling me a secret! [Dictator:] Okay! Your turn to die! KILL THEM! [Jay:] Go go go! Can you believe that guy? What a dick. Great tits though. I think that went pretty well. [Hamilton:] Shut up, man. [Jay:] Nnnnnice.