The Slime of Your Life Pt. 1
Play Space Mutants XVII at the Drive-In Theater Make Homer Hide Under the Covers
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 2
Make the Space Mutant Eat From a Dumpster
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 3
Make Space Mutant Introduce Himself Make Lisa Make Polite Conversation Make Homer Hide Under the Covers
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 4
Make Homer Go Mutant Hunting Make Space Mutant Hide in Simpson Basement
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 5
Make Lisa Take the Space Mutant to Show and Tell
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 6
Make the Space Mutant RAMPAGE!
The Slime of Your Life Pt. 7
Make the Space Mutant Eat From a Dumpster
"A Drive-In? Awesome! I can watch the new Space Mutant movie!" "Something ‘bout being outside, in the dark makes ya feel extra vulnerable."
"No way, Jose! The review in Hover Parent Daily says that movie will give you nightmares"
"Ha-ha! You're too young, and I get to watch whatever I want!"
"No you don't. You got scared at the animated wood rot from the wood sealant commercial."
"It was awful. It made the decking dull and lifeless!" "Can we sleep with the lights on?"
"That movie portrayed my species as mindless murder-blobs!"
*shriek* "Space Monster! Please don't absorb me! If you spare me I'll lead you to a school full of delicious kids!"
"I would never absorb a child!" "They are far too gamey." "My species mostly eats rats and ocean-plastic." *grumble* "Great! Now my stomachs are growling." "I'll grab lunch and think of ways to show the world that my kind are peaceful and sophisticated."
"I shall go door to door, introducing myself and letting people know I come in peace."
"Hey that's our bit! Rigellians have been pretending to come in peace for 24 years."
"But I really mean it."
"Oooh, that's a twist we've never tried. Carry on."
"Okay, here we go… 742 Evergreen Terrace." *knock knock*
"Y'ello!" *shrieks* "Lisa come distract this nice blob while Daddy runs away!"
"...So Barry White sang and we lured all the snakes safely into the house."
"Fascinating. I must admit, I used to think Earthlings were feral and simple minded--"
"Eat water, Alien scum!"
"Dad! Why did you splash us with a bucket of water?"
"I'm trying to kill the alien."
"Water is only good for killing witches from Oz and cell phones."
"It killed the aliens in that M Night Shyamalan movie."
"As any space creature will tell you, M Night Shyamalan gets all the alien stuff wrong."
"I could have told you that."
"Lisa, we have to do something. The Space Mutant is still alive!"
"Dad, he is a gentle misunderstood blob." "How can you judge someone just because they look different?"
"It's easy!" "My trick is to never put myself in their shoes." "And never, EVER learn anything about their culture." "Hoo-kay. Time to go a-killing."
*shriek* "There's an alien in my basement!"
"Please, I mean you no harm."
"Well, you sure harmed that air-hockey table you're laying on!"
"I ooze in my sleep. Fine. I'll just keep running away from you."
"I have a new plan. We need to get people to see the real you. So they'll know you're not a threat." "So..." "I'm going to bring you to school for Show and Tell!"
"Really. You're not just doing it for a good grade?"
"No! Not at all!" "I mean, it's going to blow away every other kid's Show-and-Tell -- but that's not why I'm doing it."
"Fellow Showers and Tellers, prepare to be amazed. I give you Space Mutant!"
"Hey, how ya doin'?"
"Mutant! Look how different he is! Run away, children! Just like we do in our Alien drills."
"No, don't run away! You're frightening him! And also this is going to negatively affect my grade."
"This is like “Run away from the toothbrushing monster!” It's my favorite game!" "But Mommy and the dentist hate it."
"I give up. Obviously, every single human is a selfish idiot!"
"Calm down. We'll think of something else."
"And YOU! You're the worst of them all... using me for your own advantage."
"That's not true!"
"You wrote your name on my butt!"
"I just... wanted to make sure I got credit when I handed you in." "Okay, I'm starting to see why you might think I'm the worst..."
"See, Lisa? I told you he was a monster. Now, will you admit I was right?"
"Don't you see? We turned him into a monster? It's our fault!"
"It doesn't really matter to me how I got to be right, it just matters that we all admit that I'm right."
"It's not a question of who's right---"
"Admit-it- Admit-it-Admit-it- Admit-it-"
"Stop arguing! That thing is destroying our town.
"Fine. I'll go talk to him."
"And I'll hit him in the face with a shovel."
"I'm sorry. I lost control. I'm so embarrassed. Did I ruin many buildings?"
"A few. But, it's not your fault, we pushed you."
"No. The truth is, I let myself get too hungry. I know that makes me cranky and rampage-y."
"Really? Me, too. Maybe we are more alike than I want to admit."
"I was going to grab a little something to absorb. Would you like to join me?"
"Just so you know, I eat stuff out of the dumpster."
"I know that should bother me, but it doesn't. Let's go."
"Homer, no more dumpster eating! Mr. Mutant, we'll join you after you've eaten."