Dude! Astronauts. And I'm psychic so I know this. I'm right. I've seen it. No, really. I was at the Space Museum with Gus and I touched a helmet I might not have been supposed to touch but I did - I touched it and I got a, a vision. I saw things. I saw the astronaut prevailing, holding the severed arm of some poor caveman who dared attack.

There was also a fire and Cloris Leachman doing the hula. Maybe it was a luau. Come to think of it, I think that was a dream I had. I still believe in the astronauts, though. I'll start a fan club. For astronauts.

Female ones, anyway. The males have enough fans. Like Buzz Aldren or Florence Nightingale. I'm sure she supported the astronauts or...she would've...had she been...alive.

ASTRONAUT POWER!