CHRIS: Captain Chris to Mr. Boardy. The Going-Away Mission is proceeding swimmingly. I'm about to crash into Venus. BOARDY: WHAT?! Why are you going to crash into Venus? CHRIS: I cannot resist testing my theory that Venus is made of a puddling-like substance... if not pudding ITSELF. BOARDY: What if your theory is incorrect? CHRIS: Avenge me by exterminating the Venusian race. Kill them all. Even the FEMALE BABIES.