The opening sequences in particular of this film is as mellow as Bob Ross tranked up on horse valium.

Say what you like about Space Mutiny... And really, by all means say what you like... But it at least has something resembling a plot. Compare this to say... Starfighters. It gives Mike and the Bots an extra layer of something to chew on. And this is flat out a far better episode than Starfighters. It even has discernible characters too, rather than cardboard cut-outs. The characters in Starfighters aren't even cyphers. They're just two-ply. Less fuel to the fire.

Jesus Christ on a Unicycle... Her whole face is her mouth. There's nothing else there - just one huge mouth.

Amazingly obscure Church of the Sub Genius reference in the short. I'm impressed. Impressed enough to give Slack.

Dinosaurs became extinct because they forgot how to love each other? He may as well have said 'Let us sex now'.

I took the time to check out the online turkey database. Involves more noodles than I anticipated.

"Gypsy . . . is it an odor?"

Great hair, at the walk-in toilet. Who knew grease and dead skin cells could be used to sculpt such a thing?

This film is utterly obsessed with fuel additives. Oil Shock anyone?

Maligdinum. Adamantium. Unobtainium. All elements in the MacGuffin family.

Did they ALL arrive in that one small car? How the hell does that work? Freeze-Dried Condensed Party, crack open your coupe and add water...

Where in the world are you living?