Merry Christmas, everyone!












I come equipped with stereophonic funk producin' disco inducin' twin magnetic rock receptors. Wind me up! I'll dance, I'll sing, I'll play with you!
Pour some spiked eggnog, put on an ugly sweater, and gather around the fire to sing this holiday classic.
Move over Abott & Costello... This time, Blade Meets the Invisible Man!
I have suspicions that the Grand Admiral was stationed above the forest moon of Endor...
The Tuskens and Skywalkers are a’fussin’ and a’feudin' like the Hatfields and McCoys.
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