So Tom Cruise wants to go into outer space and meet aliens. I think I can scrounge together a few bucks for a one-way ticket. Any other takers?


One Reply to Out of the Closet and into the Stratosphere

Scott Hardie | April 8, 2013
Oy... When you hear it like that, coming out of the mouth of Mr. Crazy Time Scientology Man, belief in aliens seems less likely than I thought.

It would take me paragraphs to explain the joke, but longtime fans of South Park may chuckle at how Tom Cruise got his wish to go into space.


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