In space, no one can hear your brother singing in that weird yet strangely arousing falsetto

It is the distant future. The year is 1984. Space travel to distant galaxies is commonplace. Of course, you still have to watch out for flying space werewolves that shoot lasers out of their mouths, but on the bright side, there are plenty of gauzy, diaphanous space babes out there looking for a lover (and not just a friend).

Thankfully luxuriant, manly mustaches have remained in fashion throughout.

I had doubts the first 20 seconds or so, but once that chorus kicked in it was instant earworm. (via Why, That's Delightful!)

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