|"Hello, Dominos? Can you send a historically accurate pizza to the middle of the Renaissance? And make it snappy before anyone catches me breaking character by talking on a cell phone."|
|"Let's play a game where we club one another over the head and see who loses consciousness first."|
|If I had to recast Star Wars, I'd start with these two.|
|The conversation on the phone the night
before went something like this:
COUPLE #1: You gonna dress up this year?
COUPLE #2: I don't know. You?
COUPLE #1: I don't know. You?
COUPLE #2: Maybe.
|If you're going... to San Francisco...|
|This Swiss Army character would like you to know he's versatile, but not a tool.|
|Neither parent wanted to claim the little iconoclast as their own, but they brought her along anyway because we're a family damnit!|
|I have no caption for fear he will eat me.|
|"Sorry, dear, but I'm afraid we're going to loose the kingdom to creditors if we don't start selling advertising space on those."|
|Legolas leaps into the fray!|
|The most awe-inspiring jig it wasn't.|
|The visual representation of a Mad Libs I did a few years ago.|
|"Dammit! I didn't make it on Blackwell's Worst Dressed list again!"|
|By medieval measures, she's just about middle-aged herself.|
|They call her Sideshow Boob.|
|Band on the run.|
|Project Run(a)way turns wayward orphans into snotty little princesses.|
|"Let's grab a turkey leg while I gets me land legs, matey."|
|Continue to Part V|