Don’t talk the talk if you can’t walk the walk…






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!
There's something ironic about this situation, but Luke just can’t put his finger on it...
Finn lets Phasma know that friends will always be there when push comes to shove.
The revelation of Rey's lineage just doesn't sit right with Darth Vader, and he has pressing questions for the Emperor...
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.