Zim's plan was flawless. Lead the Dib on a wild goose chase into the nearest wormhole. He would use all his charm and wit to cleverly hide his plan from even Gir, the pesky robot that liked giving casual spoilers to the Dib human.

All was going exactly to plan, right up until the wormhole appeared. Using his expert driving skills he masterfully dodged the Dib and aimed a few ten, maybe twenty, shots to make him fall into the wormhole. It worked, Zim felt the smile fall on his face. Dib was gone forever, now he could conquer the world!

And then the smelly human decided to shoot his propulsion system and send him spinning into the wormhole after the putrid flesh monkey. If he wasn't stranded in some strange alternate world surrounded by weird, hooved creatures, Dib would die by his hands the second he saw the meat bag.

And where the hell is Gir?