That’s one small step for a man, one giant mistake joining the space program. Houston, we have a problem: Buzz Lightheaded wants his mommy. Request putting the moonwalk on hold till Cap’n Nosebleed stops shaking in his little space boots – - – Roger that. Ground Control to Major Hangin’ on. Hang in there, sir. Even the best of us can get a little moonstuck. We’ll send a shuttle— err, we’ll send the Russians to come get you.