'Because why the hell not,' is something Hideki Ryuzaki of the Asian district of Old Londontown would have never said before his kidnapping by a group of madfellow alien things. Now, he lives by that creed. It keeps him from exploding, or some shit. Probably.
This is why Hideki H. Ryuzaki found himself on the yet again partially destroyed planet of Namek. He passed by a mostly friendly dinosaur and came upon a group of frogs chanting.
"No, I mean... Croaking. Because frogs croak." Ryuzaki sighed. "But blue frogs chant apparently. What's up, morons?"
"We are not Mormons," the Firebrand Revfrogrand said. "We are from the church of Ginyu."
"Who is he and can he help me murder my enemies?"
"Yeah, sure. I guess."
"Sign me up."
And so it was with most religions.
Ryuzaki spent many seconds training with the Ginyites, learning the tranbodginal mesh. Err, mind swap. It was great. Until the scammed him.
"Fuck you," Frogyuzaki screeched.
Ryuzakfrog laughed. "My body, bi-yatch!"
"Yaay!" Rick said, all frogged up. "No, wait. The other thing. 'FUCKING FUCK.' There we go."
They screamed at each other for hours or something. They became hoarse. They had frogs in their throat.
Ryuzaki got his body back. Or something. I don't even fucking know.
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