Neo and Simba were both stuck in the TARDIS.

Neo and Simba were both stuck in the TARDIS. Dr. Who was nowhere around. Simba eyed Neo, who looked a lot like dinner. Meanwhile, Neo was studying the controls on the TARDIS.

Ariel flopped about, while Morpheus sat in a chair, coolly watching the chaos unfold around him. Meanwhile, on the Enterprise, the Legions of Pixar had succeeded in taking over C

the Lone Ranger in yet another remake. Alfredo Linguini took over the Jamie Oliver show, but NBC was old hat. The rest of the Pixar cast went rogue on a series of viral videos

in which they proceeded to gather a large impressionable following of prepubescent girls.

The best type. Lots of money from momma and poppa. Lots of stupidity from zero life experiences. Time to give 'em some and we'll give 'em some real good. Get the fishing hooks

Cletus! We're gonna go fishin' for some Yankee ass! Yeeee-haaaaaaawwwww! Barnabas didn't like the sound of this activity. Cletus was alway so overbearing with the tourists.

That and Cletus took doing Civil War re-enactments WAY too seriously. Barnabas kept a close eye on him as he navigated their ship closer to Ft. Sumter. The Yankee tourists had no

idea what was coming. None at all. Cletus and Barnabas had been preparing for weeks now. They'd fixed up the boat so it ran fast for the getaway, and they'd filled it entirely with

food and filters, clothes and tools, weapons and suits. We had to make it across. I turned around and looked toward the shore where detective Lassiter was watching, Bye bye sucker.