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#682114
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General Star Wars <strong>Random Thoughts</strong> Thread
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I know! There'll be a big honkin' crossover between the Star Wars Universe and the mainstream Marvel Universe that'll run for five years and seventy-two issues, with lots an' lots of murders and rapes to show how mature and sophisticated it all is! Grant Morrison will be the head writer, and he'll use his own blood to pen the script! And at the end of it all both universes will crash together, fusing them into one ugly, twisted mess, and then there'll be a follow up miniseries that'll run for eighty-four issues, full of even more murders and rapes just to drive home the point of how mature and sophisticated it all is!

Oh, and Rob Liefeld will be the artist.

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#682095
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Stream of Consciousness
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In the world of Mad Max, people waste fuel in their pursuit for fuel. The midnight oil ran out long ago, but I can still hear "Beds Are Burning" playing over the headphones.

I can't marry Heather Langenkamp, or even sleep with her, but I can in parallel universes. Her hair is a different length, style, texture, and colour in each one. I still wear glasses in some of them, though, though I've gained muscle in many more.

Gort from the original The Day the Earth Stood Still should fight the Gort from the remake, and totally kick his ass. Michael Rennie should beat the living shit of Keanu Reeves, too. Jennifer Connelly should totally stop plucking her gorgeous eyebrows, though.

Jason Voorhees died as a boy in Crystal Lake in 1957 and became a ghost. He never became Michael Myers in a hockey mask.

Vincent Price, Bruce Campbell, and Heather Langenkamp together in an episode of the original Twilight Zone? Picard can make it so.

Desert oak and the young Naboo. Shatner'll never be the real Mr. Tambourine Man, of course, regardless of how golden is his throat.

God isn't dead. He's playing possum. D.I.Y., anyway, since Peter Gabriel told me so, and you don't want him to stick his foot straight up your ass (or arse, for you Anglo-Saxons out there).

How is it that a man can become a woman and a woman can become a man, but I cannot become genderless? Why should all the undeveloped clones in The 6th Day get all the luck? Schwarzeneggar should still play two different Terminators in one Terminator movie, though. Oh, and Edward Furlong is a dipshit.

Topher Grace is a gopher on Earth-C. In the Antimatter Universe, he is Anti-Spider-Man. In all universes, he is Eric Forman (not George Foreman, thank God!) Red Forman sticks each of his feet in each of your asses (and God bless America for that!)

Teal'c is a better Worf than Worf can ever hope to be. Michael Dorn still beats Christopher Judge by a kilomile, however, and Picard can tell you so!

Mashup up Jacob's Ladder with the animation sequences from Pink Floyd: The Wall, and I can pave a better mousetrap to your door.

Bryan Adams will never marry Alanis Morissette, though they did fulfill a suicide pact in a past life.