Lone Starr sells some of his organs so he can buy a brand new van. President Scroob catapults a mighty meteor towards Druidia, which attracts other cataclysms in it's wake.
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The Mighty Meteor? You gotta be kidding. I can barely see it. Helmet, what the hell is this, a model?
I'm afraid it's the real McCoy, sir.
The Real McCoy, why is it so small?
Budget cuts, your Scroobness. We've spent all our money fighting unwinnable wars. This meteor is all we can afford.