Last we’d heard from little Jimbles McGullohanie, our pint-sized paladin had departed on a noble quest to brutally rape all alien life in the universe. With a tragic legacy of abduction behind him, and an inability to distinguish one Un-Earthman from another ahead, our hero has made the terrifying resolution to spread his blanket of colonic revenge across the stars.

But let it never be said that forcing yourself on all the moist orificii that space has to offer is a thankless task. Having received a radio transmission from Mr. McGullohanie (and a postcard which screamed and burst into flame immediately after being read) I’m pleased to report that all is well! Here we see none other than the questionably moral anal-missionary himself, chatting up a denizen of one of the many exotic locales he’s traversed in his long journey.

Poor thing doesn’t even know what she’s in for.

Spaceboy [Hugo Strikes Back]

Those Alpha-Centauri cluster bastards didn’t know who they were messing with when they absconded with little Jimbles McGüllohanie. You see, Little Jimbles was the latest in a long line of abductees, a paternal legacy of ending up on the business end of an alien probe worn smooth as a riverbed stone by centuries of scientific investigation.

It’s no surprise then that he was hell-bent on being the first man in his family to go his whole life without suffering the indignity of obscene extraterrestrial curiosity; it was his only ambition from the very moment he’d learned his family’s dark secret. The day those space hopping fuckers stole his dream from him (and subsequently his anal virginity) they spelled their own doom. As you can see by his brutal arsenal of alien destruction, Jimbles aims to take his vengeance through the skin.

jmmmmmmmmmmmn [Babyart]