I created my army of micronauts to go out and conquer the galaxy for me – 25 years later, the little jerks still haven't reported back.
"Yuri & Buzz", 2001, 8.5"x11", $100. I heard that when Yuri and Buzz retired from the Space Force, they opened a rescue shelter on one of the moons of Uranus.
"Hitchin'", 2001, 8.5"x11", $100. Despite my warnings about the dangers of hitchhiking in deep space filled with anal-probing alien races, my space cadets are still heedlessly hopping aboard flying saucers with darkened windows.
"Crash Landing", 2001, 8.5"x11", $100
Love Among the Stars, 2001, 8.5"x11", $150
"By Your Command", 2001, 8.5"x9.5", $100. The problem with sending apes into space is that half the time they return to Earth with super intelligence and delusions of grandeur.
Because they adopted the concept of “make love, not war” as their philosophy, my battalion of clone soldiers had their pants down around their space boots when they were annihilated by the alien gynocracy.
"Attack of the Clones", 2001, 8.5"x11", $100. Contrary to what’s been depicted in movies, the military considers “sword play” to be an impractical means of combat.
"Space Wiz", 2001, 8.5"x11", $75
"Space Force", 2001, 8.5"x11", $100
"Space Booty", 2001, 8.5"x11", $75. My space cadets’ uniforms were designed by my friend Jean Paul in Paris. He made one for me, but putting it on was like trying to squeeze toothpaste back into the tube.
"Lost in Space", 2001, 8.5"x11", $50
I suspected when I created these boys that they weren’t just shooting blanks - it seems that devious aliens are stealing their space seed to use as rocket fuel.
"Take Me to Your Leader 3", 2001, 8.5"x11", $75
"Take Me to Your Leader 2", 2001, 8.5"x11", $75
