Military androids marched in perfect lockstep
- Military androids marched in perfect lockstep across the concrete training ground. Their perfect forms reflected the harsh light of twin suns at their daily apex. The whistle of
- dinner echoed across the desert sand. Immediately, the robots lost all decorum and rushed the chow tent. "Ain't you boys done enough marching? I whipped up some ion flapjacks!"
- which didn't touch the sides despite the nuts and bolts. Dessert robots can be fussy eaters and one suddenly belched a
- -n R2 unit with a sassy attitude. But it would soon learn respect. But when the protocol droid approached
- the apex of Mt. Mordor, Lando pushed the damn robot in, stealing the One Ring just in time & hitched a ride on Jar^2's flame-spewing Corley motorbike to deliver it to Indiana Jones
- Saxophone Icosahedron. "Oh hell," Harrison Ford interjected in a fit of sobriety. "You directors just don't know when to stop." He passed out and nearly fell into the pool, but
- I threw in a stepladder that I happened to have about my person. Harrison Ford erected the ladder and climbed out of the deep end. "Learn to swim!" I yelled through my megaphone
- Harrison was always having a crisis. Tom Hanks had a good cry when I told him to take out his earplugs, & Tom Cruise? You guessed it. He wanted to use a couch as a diving board
- . What else do you want to know?" I asked the National Inquirer reporter as he flashed another C-note at me. "What's the truth about Oprah? Is she really a Nazi conspirator?" He as
- ked. Just as I was going to confirm his suspicions, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. "What's this? D-did you shoot me?" A dart w/a golden O was attached to my leg. Then all went dark
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- 2011-04-29 17:11:46
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- 2013-11-20 10:02:04
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