Into the Space Port Delta flew the Phenomenauts one fine 
day. They didn't talk to anyone; they had nothing to say. 
Nobody asked their business, nobody gave them lip, 
because those handsome strangers had the big irons on 
their hips.

The third moon was just rising when they set their 
spaceship down. They couldn't rock in deep space because 
there was no sound. They were playing some space foosball 
when Joebot made a slip. It's mighty hard to play with a 
big iron on your hip.

"We're here to rock your socks off, not put you in your 
Ted!"

Orbit started barking and we knew he was around. Neptune 
Ted was angry; he wanted a showdown. He beat the Foos-O-
Matic with the built in high speed chip and promptly 
destroyed it. That's not good sportsmanship. Our heroes 
grabbed the handles and so began the fight. Neptune Ted 
was spinning, and spinning just ain't right.

But even with his cheating, the score was 8 to zip. Ted 
pulled out his blaster and emptied out his clip. The 
shots went BangZoomZip and "F" for marksmanship. So drew 
the four and shot the spore and loaded up our ship.