"Red OR Blue Pill! Not both!"

Buying baby shoes. For baby centipede.

"No, Luke, I am your mother."

"But I don't like the color!"

Unfortunately for Leia, Han shot first.

"WANTED: NECROMANCERS FOR DISASTER RELIEF EFFORTS."

The star's light made flesh rot.

Dinner: Porridge, crushed glass and laxatives.

Dog bites man. Dog becomes man.

Three.

"One fine dy, the went wy."

My reflection smiles, and walks awa

The Zamboni got to its feet.

INT. CAVE - NIGHT

They sit at the table, the three of them, Mrs Dobson, Mr Dobson, and Frank. The single lamp above them swings about haphazardly, casting odd shadows about the darkened kitchen. Knocked about by Frank's bulbous green head, mounted upon a spindly neck, three feet long, also green.

He finds himself standing at the edge of a cliff, staring down at the city beneath.

The Mine used to be but a simple opening, wooden doorframe, hewn into a nondescript rock in the middle of the desert. Until one morning, when the Men-On-Horses-Who-Roam-The-Desert camped next to it woke, and saw the structure that had somehow sprouted up overnight.

We do skeletons now, skeletons are cool.

..because hideously old Slave Leia ftw. ^^