Prince Precious:
I'm Prince Precious, rightful heir to the throne of Porno. Years ago, this planet was a veritable paradise. But Wang, a maniacal botanist whose organ was devoured by a crazed Penis Flytrap, could not tolerate the existence of so much pleasure, and so, banding together an army of the impotent and frustrated, and armed with a small but effective sex ray, plunged my palace into carnal chaos, and took it over.
[
after stepping off the space ship and taking a deep breath]
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
Good, there's oxygen on this planet.
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
Do you take me for a fool? Do you think I don't know you've come here to steal the plans to my new interstellar hydro-combustion miracle-patented micro-teflon nuclear gamma strato rocketship-grade missile? Which was twenty years in the making?
[
Shows blue prints]
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
And employs a new updraft design which lifts the ship on small spirals of synthetic strontium pellets?
[
puts blueprints back in jacket]
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
Do you think I don't know that? Well, I've never even heard of it. So you're barking up the wrong tree.
Monster:
Nobody burns my ass and gets away with it, Gordon.
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
The power pasties, Flesh!
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
[
threatening Little Nelly's lesbian warriors] Get back there! I've got the power pasties, and I know how to use 'em!
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
[
to Flesh, looking at Little Nelly and her lesbian warriors] My God, Flesh! They're dykes!
Flesh Gordon:
[
Terrified] DYKES?
Monster:
[
after being shot in the bum by Flesh Gordon] Ooh, the pain! The humiliation! The hemorrhoids!
Emperor Wang the Perverted:
Out of my way, dildo!
Flesh Gordon:
Doctor, What are they?
Dr. Flexi Jerkoff:
Some sort of penisaurus I believe.
Monster:
[
holding Dale Ardor in his paw] Wonder what you'd look like, in black panties?
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