Welcome to Cobra Corner, with your host and rightful ruler, Cobra Commander!






































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!
Ever a senator, Palpatine goes looking for love in all the wrong places...
Lando Calrissian laments over the cost of keeping a steady supply of delicious malt liquor...
Anakin never have any friends later on like the ones he had when he was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
I have suspicions that the Grand Admiral was stationed above the forest moon of Endor...
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