V: AKIRA TORIYAMA

King Kai of the North Galaxy, that godly blue catfish, is the happy owner of a red 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air Hardtop. He claims the design comes from a higher dimension.

"Tori-yama, Bird-Mountain. Akira…"

He tries to hold back laughter with chubby hands: the boring hierarchy of obsolete deities would not accept it. Vains of the banes!

"... our entire universe mere ink and paper ... black lines drawn by intelligent-mountain-of-birds... it's just great, great!"

No one else understands the best joke of the whole cosmos, despite best efforts and explanations.

Too bad.

Finally King Kai rolled and laughed outright.