Requesting assistance with flammable monster
Yeah, hi, I was at the Hawks camp down the road doing shots with Maggie Sheridan and Janette Scott, and this giant space carrot crashed the party... or maybe it was just John Agar, but anyway, can I borrow a flamethrower from you guys? Oh, and I'm totally up for the blood -*test*-('"), but would you mind sterilizing the Unnecessarily Dramatic Scalpel first? I promise I'm clean, though after that spider business I might register a bit on your Geiger counter.

Sure buddy, finally someone who isn't nervous about a blood-*test*-('"), haha. Can we join your lynching party? Be very welcome. :D

Hey, once you've been attacked by Leo G. Carroll doing his best Elephant Man impression, nothing will scare you. Hmm... roasted cauliflower is kind of tasty. I wonder if barbecued space carrot is, too?