If I've told the townspeople once, I've told them a thousand times -- DO NOT make jewelry out of space alien eggs, no matter how pretty they are. If you do, you'll not only hurt yourself, but you'll end up eating your kids and spouse to boot! But do they ever listen? Nooooo! Every time its the same, with those tentacles coming out of poor Mrs. so-and-so's chest, and some poor kid finally running away to find those orphaned sisters, who with their long skirts, tanks, and dirigibles just put all sorts of ideas into an innocent young boy's mind. Now how is he supposed to settle down to a respectable job in the city without running after those women to join them in their never-ending quest to kick alien butt? <end rant>
I'm kind of surprised by all the negativity on the boards - I had a lot of fun listening to this one. A little light, yes, but nothing wrong with that.