You're good at this. You must have taken one of those classes.

Like Kit Fisto. I wonder what he's up to?

Yes! Lots! Shit! I mean, no!

Eugene Levy: Sith Lord

In this sketch, I'm going to pretend to be a drug smuggler in outer space. And GO!

This was much better than most of the rap music the AV Club keeps trying to get me to listen to.

No! It's going on sale! And like all Hormel product sales this should be taken advantage of!

*dances around in a circle, carrying Alien Jesus in a chair*

No. It would be "L'Haim".

I feel guilty admitting this, but I prefer Haim's tinned, processed tribute band, Spaim.

IE: before the Dark Tower fell in real life.

Not nearly as well as he handles his penis. Wouldn't you rather see that?

Quiet, you. Stephen King's Maine tax bill is the only thing keeping my home state afloat!

Adam Chance, the smarmy, yellow cardigan-wearing protagonist from the movie Agent For HARM?

That's why the Skesis from The Dark Crystal won all those Grammys in the 80's.

The explanation for that is that technically the first two albums didn't count as art, thus disqualifying them.

Well done, black people.

Congratulations on finding an audience for that joke.

Are any of the voices that guide them dogs? Is there some sort of Son of Sam thing going on?

OOOHHH! Billy Joel ramming his car into that lady's living room! It'll take, like, five minutes. Tops!