Blood’s thicker than the mud…












Wind me up! I'll dance, I'll sing, I'll play with you. I come equipped with stereophonic funk producin' disco inducin' twin magnetic rock receptors.
The Tuskens and Skywalkers are a’fussin’ and a’feudin' like the Hatfields and McCoys.
A snow day on Hoth just isn't complete if Luke Skywalker isn't on the run from the Wampa!
The one thing they don't teach at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters... Common courtesy.