"GIR, SIT STILL!" Zim commanded, somewhat at the end of his tether. "Can't you feeel it, GIR? The eyes of the enemy on this ball of spinning FILTHY -ugh- Dirt!" He shook GIR off vigourously. "But we have a chance! A chance to prove to the Almighty Tallest that We Are Wortheee. I can SMASH these sad little monkeys once and for all, GIR! I FEEL the worthyness flo-o-w through my veins like-like...GIANT RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!" He shook his fists.