Snurglood bestrode the heavens in his galactic cruiser, Monmouth Saves. Wilting at the edges, Snurglood popped a snark and punched the worblizer. "Soon, soon," Snurglood muttered, "soon the J'clast will know the ruin that I shall rain down upon their sorry heads."
Elsewhere, a fuse popped and began to burn.
The Galactic Crusades, Tom Smick, 1981