People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned.






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!
The Empire strikes back, as the Stormtroopers take on all naysayers and refute their sullied reputation.
No wonder Wolverine drinks so much. With family like this, who needs enemies...
George Lucas insists that he has the original Star Wars trilogy planned out in advance. He's either a liar, or a very, very sick man.
As the Empire strikes back, it's time for the Stormtroopers speak up and defend their sullied reputation.