A Trip To Cracker Barrel

Looming in the sky, is a wretched and warped vessel. A mothership of divine horror. The cauldron of evil. The birth giver of all bad. The armada, lead by none other than GRAND ADMIRAL ZORGON

Hijacking the atmosphere itself, he transmits his voice through every crevice air could reach.

"Citizens of Earth, do you accept me, Grand Admiral Zorgon, as your prime ruler?"