Gil prepared for every scenario. His airbags

Gil prepared for every scenario. His airbags -- always deployed. His backup flashlight battery charger -- charged. His dying suit -- on at all times. But even Gil hadn’t foreseen

how Luke would be able to find the only remaining goodness in his father. Gil couldn't believe it, all the other stuff was going according to plan, but that idiot Darth was

going to turn the whole thing into a cheesy musical number. Darth had to be stopped at all costs before he could get to Luke.

Fortunately, the 105 was shut down and the 330 was, naturally, absolutelly jammed with traffic as a result. He knew Lord Vader wouldn't go anywhere, not with THIS traffic.

His optimism was dashed when he noticed the black Smart ForTwo whizzing above the stopped up interstate. Lord Vader had swapped cars, and was using the Dark Side to

The only way out of the dreck that surrounded him. Harry Potter played the piano and that helped him relax. School was out soon. And he would graduate! The Grand Wizard had email

of a quite delicate matter that he wanted to see me about privately at his local but secret flat in the basement. He called it basement but I always thought is was the dungeon.

He put me in manacles and made me watch the whole first season of Hercules before he got down to business. "I want that hotel of yours and you're going to sell it to me." he said.

"I will sell it to you but you will overpay me by 100s of millions SSS. DEAL!" They spit at each other's wives and did a quick tuck and ended up shaking hands during the wedding.