- “All comedy is theory until somebody laughs at it.”
“You’re sitting on your parents’ floor, playing air hockey against yourself, in a pirate hat, pyjama pants and no shirt. And you’re calling me a loser?”
— The The Dire Flamingohawkrobin
I'm not a major contributor to TV Tropes, although I chime in from time to time. I created the pages for Uncle Buck and Scenes From A Multiverse because it was simply criminal that such things did not exist. My absolute favourite movie of all time is Mad Max: Fury Road and my most beloved TV shows are Star Trek: Deep Space Nine favourite episodes: and Community favourite episodes: . My all-time favourite book series is The Dresden Files (especially Dead Beat and Skin Game), and The Adventures of Dr. McNinja is the greatest comic ever created.
I love movies, but I guess I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. Still getting around to some of the classics like The Godfather, thanks to my strict religious upbringing. I also spend a lot of time talking about superheroes for a guy who doesn’t really read comic books. In my spare time I like to play Dungeons & Dragons and Big Eyes, Small Mouth, usually as a Game Master. (Being an aspiring writer helps.) I mainly write original fantasy/sci-fi, but I have an insatiable taste for parody as well.
Colin Mochrie is my spirit animal.
Other Things I Like
- All-Star Superman
- Brawl in the Family
- The Editing Room
- Hark! A Vagrant
- The Hundred and One Dalmatians
- John Dies at the End
- To Kill a Mockingbird
- The Q Continuum
- Superman: Red Son
- Arsenic and Old Lace
- Avatar: The Last Airbender
- The Babadook
- Batman: Assault on Arkham
- The Cabin in the Woods
- Chicken Run
- The Dark Knight
- Don't Hug Me I'm Scared
- The Emperor's New Groove
- Epic Rap Battles of History
- Game Grumps
- Grave Encounters
- Gravity Falls
- How the Grinch Stole Christmas!
- How to Train Your Dragon
- The Incredibles
- The Iron Giant
- Kingsman: The Secret Service
- The LEGO Movie
- Life Is Beautiful
- Louis C.K.
- the Marvel Cinematic Universe, especially
- Nostalgia Critic
- Parks and Recreation
- Patton Oswalt
- The Prestige
- The Professional
- Rick and Morty
- Rise of the Planet of the Apes
- The Room
- Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
- Singin' in the Rain
- Star Trek
- Steven Universe
- Total Recall (1990)
- Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt
- Uncle Buck
- Whose Line Is It Anyway?
- X2: X-Men United
- Young Justice
My Excessively Large Collection of Quotes from Stuff
- The Captain: I don't wanna survive. I wanna live!
Jonathan Archer: I can't save humanity without holding onto what makes me human.
Claudius: Madness in great ones should not unwatched go.
Edmund Burke: All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.
John 15:13 (KJV): Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Winston Churchill: Some people’s idea of [free speech] is that they are free to say what they like, but if anyone else says anything back, that is an outrage.
Khan: Because I am better.
Kirk: At what?
Henshaw: You don’t know me! I am 317 years old, I can wear any face I choose, I speak languages your mouth can’t even form! You know nothing about me!!
Bane: Oh, you think the darkness is your ally, but you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it, moulded by it. I didn’t see the light until I was already a man; by then, it was nothing to me but blinding! The shadows betray you, because they belong to me.
Batman: It is a remarkable dichotomy. In many ways, Clark is the most human of us all. Then…he shoots fire from the skies, and it is difficult not to think of him as a god. And how fortunate we all are that it does not occur to him.
Raven Hex: The Devil doesn't exist in my religion. And if he did… he would worship me.
The Mandarin: True story about fortune cookies: They look Chinese. They sound Chinese. But they're actually an American invention, which is why they're hollow, full of lies, and leave a bad taste in the mouth.
Epicurus: Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?
Stacker Pentecost: I’ve never believed in the end times. We are mankind. Our footprints are on the moon. When the last trumpet sounds and the Beast rises from the pit—we will kill it.
Mark Twain: Man is a marvelous curiosity. When he is at his very very best he is a sort of low grade nickel-plated angel; at is worst he is unspeakable, unimaginable; and first and last and all the time he is a sarcasm. Yet he blandly and in all sincerity calls himself the “noblest work of God.”
Sam Vimes: If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power, power over people, and they want to see you in fear. They want you to know you’re going to die. So they’ll talk. They’ll gloat. They’ll watch you squirm. They’ll put off the moment of murder like another man will put off a good cigar. So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.
Marconi: Every living being has but one need: power. Power over other living things. You need it to grow, to eat, to reproduce. And cruelty is the ultimate expression of power. To impose needless, extreme suffering and humiliation on another. It is the purest demonstration of strength. Toddlers learn it in the nursery. Therefore every organism, from the microbe up, wears its cruelty as a badge to mark its upward progress. Prey must be subdued, competition must be starved, enemies must be wiped out. One would thus assume that we find the same among the gods, only more-so. That at each level of the heavens we find higher and higher levels of greed, brutality and mindless spite. How else could they have become gods?
- Wallace Shawn: The life of an actor can be very enviable. If the phone rings and somebody says, “I see you as the leader of a group of aliens with enormous heads”, I think that’s fantastic.
Winston Churchill: I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.
Spock: If I were human, I believe my response would be… “Go to Hell.” If I were human.
McCoy: You mean I’ve got to die to discuss your thoughts on death?
Spock: Excuse me, doctor; I am receiving several distress calls.
McCoy: I don’t doubt it.
Bruce: I don’t think we should be focusing on Loki. That guy’s brain is a bag full of cats. You can smell the crazy on him.
Thor: Have care how you speak! Loki may be beyond reason, but he is of Asgard and he is my brother!
Natasha: He killed eighty people in two days.
Thor: He’s adopted.
Granny Weatherwax: Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things. Well-known fact.
Nanny Ogg: I’ve nothing against ghosts. …But my cottage’s no place for them. There’s some woman in a chariot yelling her head off in the washhouse! I ask you! And there’s a couple of little kiddies in the pantry, and men without heads all over the place, and someone screaming under the sink, and there’s this little hairy man wandering around looking lost and everything. It’s not right.
Sam Vimes: The Ramkins were as highly bred as a hilltop bakery, whereas Corporal Nobbs had been disqualified from the human race for shoving.
Terry Pratchett: Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
Pirate: Well ye have to show ’em wot a good doctor ye arrrrr!
Dr. McNinja: What, are you going to let me perform surgery on you in front of them? They won’t like that. Well, Dad will, up until I’m done with the scalpel. Then he’ll realize that I’m not just cutting up some pirate, and get pissed and probably start punching both of us.
Dan McNinja: Here. I’ll pour you a Molson. It’s got a higher alcohol content than most American beers. And maybe that will help sterilize all those cuts on your face.
Ninja Drug Punk: Uh, what cuts, my man?
Dan: [smashes the beer mug across the punk’s face] I have no idea.
Dan McNinja: This is pretty easy, kids. Are you really on the ninja drug? You sure you’re not on PCP? [hits punk with barstool] Hmm… no. If you were on PCP, you’d probably try to eat the barstool that hit you. Because you’d think it was Lucifer, and if you could eat it, you’d have all the strength he just hit you with, and then you could beat me. You would not be vomiting now. Come on, it wasn’t that hard. That’s gross. [Beat] And don’t cry.
Natalie: Oh my god. You’re the Prince of Darkness.
Stottlemeyer: No, he’s not the Prince of Darkness. I’ve seen him vacuuming the ceiling. You wouldn’t see the Prince of Darkness doing that.
Natalie: No, I can picture the Prince of Darkness vacuuming the ceiling, to trick us! He’s very tricky.
Monk: Stop calling me the Prince of Darkness! That’s how rumours get started.
Lillian Kaushtupper: You’ll say “Who’s that old woman in the mirror?” Then she’ll punch you in the face and say, “This isn’t a mirror. It’s an open window.” What were we talking about?
Kimmy: I don’t wanna go, Titus!
Titus: Think of the greater good, girl! You think the reverend Martin Luther King wanted to wear a bikini and put on angel wings and gyrate on top of the Gay Pride float? FOOP! I’m mixin’ up my struggles!
Titus: Girl, I went to public school in Mississippi. They told us dinosaurs went extinct because an asteroid turned them gay!
Kimmy: Because that’s what women do. We eat a bag of dirt, pass it in a kiddy pool, and move on.
Jacqueline: I hope that’s a metaphor.
Kimmy: It’s not. We needed the iron.
Dave Barry: In fact, when you get right down to it, almost every explanation Man came up with for anything until about 1926 was stupid.
Colin Mochrie: I believe it was Dr Seuss who said, “With my hands should I clap? No no no, you’re crap crap crap!”
Ryan Stiles: Colin, what comes into your head when I say “Ricky Ricardo and great cigars”?
Colin: Oh! Tapioca.
Ryan: Here’s another riddle for ya. What kind of bird always says the name of our next band?
Colin: Oh. I guess a... tern? An arctic tern?
Ryan: And what sound does an arctic tern make?
Colin: (beat) BAWKSTREETBOYS!
Kate McLennan: Ours is going to be filled with precious memories from season two, as a special gift for my dear friend McCartney!
Kate McCartney: Yeah. It’s gonna be like a handmade massage voucher that you give a colleague ‘cuz you can’t afford a proper present.
Kate McLennan: And I’ve told you, you can redeem that voucher as soon as my repetitive wrist injury clears up from that other voucher that I gave my partner in lieu of a mortgage repayment!
Homsar: Oh no, you shank my Jenga ship!
Strong Sad: I shanked your Jenga ship? We’re playing Connect Four!
Bubs: Hey, you guys! Where The Cheat is at?
Homsar: AaAaA, hi Tubs! I lost my Jenga jam.
Bubs: Don’t you talk to me!
The Joker: Tell me, my friend. Have you ever danced with the Devil in the pale moonlight?
Green Goblin: Yeah. He told me you’re gay.
Louis C.K.: I’m not gonna fuck a kid. I wouldn’t do that. (Beat) …maybe a dead kid. Who are you hurting? He’s dead! Who are you hurting? I’m not saying I would kill a kid and fuck him, I’m saying that if I found a dead kid in a field, and it wasn’t raining, I might take a shot, I don't know.
Seanbaby: Communicating with MMO players is like trying to speak sign language through a hole in a bathroom wall: Everyone on the other side of it is confused, is angry, or only came here to suck.
Seanbaby: Publicly strapping an inflatable woman to your crotch is what’s known in the penis community as a “retirement ceremony”. This is a costume for a man who knows exactly how long to microwave a melon to make it feel like a human vagina. Buddhists believe that whenever a plastic bag suffocates a baby, its punishment is to come back as the lower half of a Down for the Count costume◊.
Seanbaby: You’re dressed as a pun only child pornographers and Family Circus fans would enjoy. That’s officially the worst Venn diagram a person can be in the center of, and you’re trying to entertain that person? Fuck you, Happy Camper.
Seanbaby: Ann swings and misses at cute on a supernatural scale. If she tried to tell her grandchildren about a new puppy, her mouth would wordlessly spray diarrhea.
Ice King: What memories? I’m like a goldfish over here.
Jake: In what way, exactly?
Ice King: Huh? Oh hey, Jake. [Beat] WHERE AM I??
Mr. Plinkett: But still, a lot of you will claim that I'm one of those people that says "George Lucas ruined my childhood. Now that's just crazy talk. George Lucas didn’t ruin my childhood; fucking polio did!
Sokka: My first girlfriend turned into the moon.
Zuko: (beat) That’s rough, buddy.
Carrie Fisher: I’m what psychology journals refer to as ‘batshit crazy’. It’s a delicate mix of bipolar disorder, which I’m able to control through serious medication, and a completely untreatable case of I Don’t Give a Shit. Unfortunately, for a woman the side effects of this condition include: reduced employment, phone calls from terrified PR flacks and tremendous difficulty getting myself down to a weight that’s acceptable to some 35-year-old studio executive whose deepest fantasy and worst nightmare somehow both involve me in a gold bikini.
Patton Oswalt: Until you invent a lunch gun, I would like a failure pile in a sadness bowl.
Carlos Ramirez: Everyone else who lets me ride on their dinosaur calls me Carlos.
Strong Bad: Wow. It’s like… even when we win, he wins.
Louis CK: “My phone sucks.” No it doesn't! The shittiest cellphone is a miracle! Your life sucks around the phone.
War Doctor: Oh, the pointing again. It’s a screwdriver! What are you going to do, assemble a cabinet at them?
Commander Badass: Does it embarrass you at all that you just measured yer success with women by how much gay porn they’ve made outta you an’ yer brother?
Red: All I wanted was to eat the chicken that is smarter than other chickens and to absorb its power. And make a nice Kiev.
DAVE: gamzee what happened here
DAVE: did you see what happened
DAVE: not gonna answer me huh
DAVE: youre just gonna keep manhandling johns evil mom and not tell me what jades doing under this house
DAVE: sweet jesus youre an awful dude
- Rick: They're just robots, Morty! It's okay to shoot them! They're robots!
[Morty shoots a guard, severely maiming him]
Morty: They're not robots, Rick!
Rick: It's a figure of speech, Morty. They're bureaucrats. I don't respect them.
[Rick and Morty see an animate Pop Tart exit a toaster-shaped house and drive off in a toaster car]
Morty: Okay, you got me on that one.
Rick: Oh really Morty, are you sure you haven't seen that somewhere in real life before?
Morty: No, no, I haven't seen that. I mean, why would a Pop Tart wanna live inside a toaster, Rick? I mean, that would be like the scariest place for them to live. You know what I mean?
Rick: You're missing the point, Morty! Why would he drive a toaster with wheels? I mean, does your car look like a smaller version of your house?
Rick: Listen, if the situation keeps darkening, do yourself a favor and hop by Pirates of the Pancreas. Obviously I’m biased, but, I think it’s great, Morty. It’s a bunch of pirates runnin’ around a pancreas. We don’t whitewash it either, Morty. The pirates are really rapey.
Riq IV: Earth Rick C-137! The Council of Ricks sentences you to the Machine of Unspeakable Doom, which swaps your conscious and unconscious minds, rendering your fantasies pointless while everything you’ve known becomes impossible to grasp! Also every ten seconds it stabs your balls.
Rick: Oh, great adventure, buddy. Rick and Morty go to giant prison. You know, if somebody drops the soap, it's gonna land on our heads and crush our spines, Morty. It'll be really easy to rape us after that.
Morty: Are you kidding me?! That's it, Rick! That's the last straw! I can't believe this! I'm sitting here with both of my legs broken, and you're still asking me about getting those seeds?! Ooh! Ow! Y-y-you're a monster. Y-you're like Hitler, but, but even Hitler cared about Germany or something.
Jerry: Speak for yourself! Because it, heh, it sounds like you’re about to say Jacob is your lover.
Jerry's father: No, no, no, no. Jacob is your mother’s lover. I watch them. Sometimes from a chair, sometimes from a closet. Almost always while dressed as Superman.
Mr. Meeseeks: Just try to relax.
Jerry: You try to relax! Have you ever tried to relax? It is a paradox!
- Wax Figure Seller: I must warn you, these statues come at a terrible price.
Stan: Twenty dollars?! I’ll just take ‘em when you're not lookin’.
Wax Figure Seller: What?
Stan: I said I was gonna rob you.
Rumble McSkirmish: Dr. Karate! You killed my father again!
Dr. Karate: HNNNGHHHH!
Rumble: YOU TAKE THAT BAAAAACK!
Stan: My one and only dream, which was to possess money, has come true!
Dipper: His name is Robbie V. and he’s kinda like my archenemy.
Rumble: Did he kill your father?
Dipper: Well, he’s dating the girl I like and he posts a really annoying amount of status updates.
Rumble: And then he killed your father!
Dipper: Uh, sure.
Dipper: Hey, Mabel. Have you met Rumble yet? He’s my new bodyguard.
Rumble: The child gave me a taco!
Gideon: Ha! Stanford, you fool! You just signed over the Mystery Shack to li’l ol’ me! [dances] Hatachacha!
Stan: Uh, might wanna… take another look there.
Gideon: [reads the deed] “The Shack is hereby signed over to… SUCK A LEMON LITTLE MAN”?!?
Stan: Ah hahaha!
Soos: Oh yeah, dude. My cousin Reggie got in a fight with a teen once. The guy broke like, all his arms, all his legs, and I think killed him or something, I don’t know. Me and Reggie were just talking about it.
Stan: Y’know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That’s why I own ten guns, in case some maniac tries to sneak in a ladder!
Soos: Dude, it’s me: Soos. This is for the zombies. [gives Dipper a shovel]
Soos: And this is in case you see a piñata. [hands Dipper a baseball bat]
Dipper: Uh… thanks?
Soos: Better safe than sorry!
Stan: But I swear, today we’re gonna have some real family fun. Now who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?
Dipper & Mabel: YAY!
Dipper: …Wait, what?
[Soos is beatboxing]
Mabel: [rapping] My name is Mabel! It rhymes with table! It also rhymes with glabel! It also rhymes with… schmabel!
Soos: Dude, we should be writing this down.
Stan: Darn beautiful men! Always… rooting through my trash—wait, what?
Dipper: Wait! Quentin, did you ever sign an official resignation?
Trembley: No sir! I ate a salamander and jumped out the window!
Toby: Toby Determined, Gravity Falls Gossiper. Do you really think this constitutes a wonder of the world?
Stan: Your microphone’s a turkey baster, Toby.
Toby: It certainly is!
Chutzpar: I’m a manotaur! Half man, half, uh… half taur!
Dipper: So did I, like, summon you or—?
Chutzpar: The smell of jerky summoned me! JERKY!! [punches a tree, smashes a rock on his own face]
[Stan goes to the Gleeful house and sees a cheery embroidered sign which reads “Pardon This Garden”]
Stan: I will pardon nothing! [slaps the sign onto the ground]
Manotaur 1: I must confer with the High Council. [huddles up with other manotaurs] So. Teach him our man secrets or what?
Manotaur 2: He’s a human; I don’t like him.
Manotaur 3: I DON’T LIKE YOUR FAAAACE! [punches him, they all start brawling]
Dipper: I like these guys.
Gideon: Stanford Pines, listen to me very closely. I have your niece and nephew. Hand over the deed to the Mystery Shack right now, or great harm will befall them! [Beat] This is Gideon, by the way.
Stan: [laughs] Oh yeah, this is gonna be your worst plot yet. They’re fine. I saw them playing in the yard minutes ago.
Gideon: I have them in my possession! You don’t believe me? I will text you a photo!
Stan: “Text me a photo”? Now you’re not even speaking English! [hangs up]
Dipper: Behold, the horrible giant question baby!
Soos: Am I a man? Am I a baby? These are legitimate questions.
Dipper: Stan, what do you do in secret everyday during your lunch break?
Stan: Usually, I spend the hour aggressively scratching myself in places I shouldn't mention.
Stan: [killing zombies] The only wrinkly monster who harasses my family is me!
Stan: What are you all doing here? And why was I dreaming of two brightly coloured, radical young men?
Stan: Now can I have my hands back? I have a certain gesture I want to show you.
Stan: At the end of the day, Summerween isn’t about candy or costumes. Or even scaring people. It’s a day when the whole family can get together in one place and celebrate what really matters: PURE EVIL!
[everyone laughs maniacally]
Soos: I ate a man alive tonight.
- Jeff: Duncan, you did seem less into integrity the day I convinced a jury that, when you made that U-turn on the freeway and tried to order chalupas from the emergency call box, your only real crime was loving America.
Duncan: Pretend you’re watching the athletic proceedings.
Jeff: You couldn’t stop me from watching them. There’s a guy trying out for the track team who is older than the game of poker.
Duncan: I’m a professor! You can’t talk to me that way!
Jeff: A six-year-old girl could talk to you that way!
Duncan: Yes, because that would be adorable!
Jeff: No, because you’re a five-year-old girl and there’s a pecking order!
Shirley: You have been sexually harassing me since the very first day of class.
Pierce: Sexually harassing? What? That makes no sense to me. Why would I harass somebody who turns me on?
Jeff: Who cares if Troy thinks he’s all that? Maybe he is. You think astronauts go to the moon because they hate oxygen? No, they’re trying to impress their high school’s prom king.
Jeff: You know what today is? The two-week anniversary of my horrible first impression.
Britta: There’s a card for that?
Jeff:Not specifically, but if you think of grandsons as a metaphor for friendship, you’ll agree with this Transformer here that it’s time for ours to become a man. By reading from the Torah.
Jeff: Hey! Troy sneezes like a girl!
Troy: How about I pound you like a boy—that didn’t come out right.
Gobi Nadir: Dreams are for sleeping.
Britta: You don't know that.
Gobi Nadir: It's clinically proven.
Britta: So's polio!
Gobi Nadir: You lost me!
Abed: Jeff, I think you should play the role of my father.
Jeff: I don’t want to be your father.
Abed: Good, you already know your lines.
Britta: Real mature!
Chang: That’s right! We are mature! Too mature to sit in a class with a cheating, lying poopface!
Shirley: Annie, being a virgin in this day and age is nothing to be ashamed of! You’re like a unicorn.
Annie: I’m not a unicorn! I’ve had… relations… with my high school boyfriend. We did it to Madonna’s “Erotica” on the floor of his walk-in closet, but he wouldn’t let me look at it. He cried after. And during. He’s gay now.
Britta: [whispers] I think he was gay then.
Pierce / Mad Scientist: You fools! By sewing my butt to my chest, you’ve given me boobs I can touch all day!
Annie: Well, don’t bother this year. I’ll be at the movies with my bubbie.
Troy: You’re not taking… both of them?
Annie: Well, one’s dead.
Troy: *staring at Annie’s chest* What.
Annie: The midterm dance will need a visual theme. Like, “Let’s blow off steam,” and it’s trains!
Chang: I have an idea!
Annie: Chang, your last idea was to murder.
Annie: You sound a little like Jeff.
Frankie: Jeff said I sound like Abed. I wonder if Britta thinks I sound like Chang. I assume Chang thinks I sound like distant explosions and crying babies—you know he’s unstable, right?
- Muhammad Ali: You need to bounce back to North Carolina, kid, ‘cause your rapping sucks more than Space Jam did!
J.P. Morgan: Don’t panic, Scrooge, but you’re about to crash! I’m J.P. Morgan, the Ghost of Rich Dudes Past, who’s properly rocking the Monopoly moustache! Yo, I own the railroad—I run these tracks!
Vince Offer: Your boy George chopped down trees, you couldn’t break a piece of balsa! Slap Chop your face, make a double chin salsa!
Darth Vader: You dumb motherfucker! Didn’t Napoleon let you know? When you conquer Russia, better pack some fuckin’ winter clothes!
Thor, son of Odin: You can’t beat me! I will drop you like Greece’s GDP! Send you deeper underground than the depths of your Hades! Now make like your daddy and swallow my babies!
Stephen King: Masque of the Red Death? Barely bloodcurdling. The Pit and the Pendulum? Not even unnerving! Perving on your first cousin when she’s thirteen years old, now that’s disturbing!
Alfred Hitchcock: I’m the master—of suspense so intense! No defence against Hitchcock once he presents!
Stay Puft: I live so large, you can’t harsh my mellow! Just one step took me out the ghetto! You best be afraid of my marshmallow flows ‘cause Big Puft just turned all you bitches to toast!!
Hannibal Lecter: You prey on a prostitute and play with her body. I don’t mind that you’re naughty, Jack—I hate that you’re sloppy!
Stuff I Have Written / Plan to Write
- Episode I: The Random Premise — Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi rescue a spoiled, underage queen against her will, dragging a remarkably resilient frogman and an annoying child into their convoluted search for a narrative. Read the first chapter here.
- Episode II: Game of Clones — Anakin hits puberty in a big way, and generally ruins everything with his lightsaber, and his lightsaber. Padmé has trouble getting anyone to take her seriously, and Obi-Wan gets horribly lost trying to find a coherent narrative that remains elusive. Eventually they are drawn into a confrontation with
Lord SarumanCount Dooku.
- Episode III: Everybody Dies — Anakin's concerns with Coruscant's healthcare system lead him to murder everyone. Palpatine becomes Emperor on a platform of Jedi murder and chewing the scenery. Also there's some guy named Grievous, but who cares?
- Episode IV: A New Whiner — Poor Obi-Wan's peaceful retirement is put on hold so he can babysit another whiny Chosen One, only this time he can finally die.
- Episode V: The Sith Hits the Fan — Vader fucks everybody's shit up. Luke chills in a swamp with the last living Jedi, who has gone hopelessly senile. Han and Leia search for the only black guy in the galaxy.
- Episode VI: Ewok This Way — Han and Leia go Metal Gear Solid on a bunker with some teddy bears, while Luke finally confronts the asshole responsible for every bad thing in this entire franchise, while getting in some quality father/son time.
- Episode XMAS: A Sithmas Carol — On Life Day Eve, the Force Ghosts of Yoda, Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi pay Darth Sidious a visit to show him the error of his ways.
- Dork Empire — Palpatine's back, he has a really big space gun, nobody gives a shit, and Luke and Leia finally realize they were meant for each other.
- Episode VII: The Force Mistaken — Poor Han and Leia’s peaceful retirement is put on hold when a whiny little shit tries to kickstart a new galactic order. Also a desert-dwelling nobody tries to get a droid safely back to a band of plucky resistance fighters who are trying to blow up a big round thing… is any of this sounding familiar?
- Trekking Balls — Kirk, Spock, and the other ones explore new worlds where everything looks like papier-mâché rocks in front of a matte painting, and seek out new civilizations where everyone looks like human beings wearing ridiculous outfits.
- Star Trek: The Motionless Picture — Kirk gets his crew back together whether they want it or not, so they can all find new and interesting things to stare at.
- Star Trek II: Trek Harder — The crew treks harder than ever before, because that one guy from that one episode is back to kick ass and chew scenery, and he’s all out of scenery!
- Star Trek III: The Search for Sequels — Look, we all knew Spock wasn’t going to stay dead. Oh and then Klingons happen.
- Star Trek IV: Humpbacks to the Future — Spock and Kirk learn a very important lesson about species conservation, irony, and friendship.
- Star Trek: The Reiteration — A new ship (with the same name) and a new crew (with the same problems) boldly go where no one has gone before. …again.
- Star Trek V: The Final Straw — This is it. No more Star Trek. That's the last one.
- Star Trek VI: Here We Go Again — Okay, I lied. Kirk and Spock lurch out of their wheelchairs to stop a pirate from ruining Space Glasnost, and Spock flips the fuck out.
- Star Trek: Deep Spaced Out — Commander Sisko teaches a race of Jell-O people and their army of lizard men why you don’t fuck with humanity.
- Star Trek's Degeneration — Kirk and Picard enjoy a nice relaxing horseback ride while their franchise deflates around them.
- Star Trek: Herpaderp — Star Trek gets Lost (both IN SPACE! and figuratively) as a bunch of people nobody cares about try to find their way—ooh look at Seven of Nine’s tits.
- Star Trek With a Vengeance — Picard realizes he’s Bruce Willis and the Borg are all Alan Rickman.
- Star Trek: Poor Reception — Picard defends some space hippies from some condom-headed bad guys and gets some poon.
- Star Trek: Rigor Mortis — Much like A Good Day to Die Hard, a bad dude enacts an unnecessarily convoluted plan for stupid reasons, an aging bald man does things he really shouldn’t, and a bunch of armed and combat-trained men prove really bad at shooting an aging bald man.
- A Failed Enterprise — 150 years before Kirk, Captain What’s-His-Face and whomever set out on a bold exploratory mission in search of anybody who gives a shit.
- Star Trek: Dead Parent Edition — A different Kirk and Spock shoot things at other things to stop a crazy Romulan who wants to shoot everything. Also there are titties.
- Star Trek Into Uranus — Kirk and Spock can’t get their heads out of each other’s asses before a BRAND NEW VILLAIN who is TOTALLY NOT KHAN fucks their shit up. Also there are titties.
The Wary Pooter Series
- Wary Pooter and the Phenomenal Stench — Wary is taken away from a life of systematic child abuse and placed into an arguably more hazardous environment: Hogsnorts, the most dangerous school in the entire world. With his newfound friends Wrong Wheezy and Yerwhiny Ginger, he finds that learning takes a back seat to merely surviving (and finding the source of the mysterious smell that seems to permeate the school).
- Wary Pooter and the Chamber of Sewage — Wary and friends wonder why in the hell Hogsnorts has four houses—Drippindork, Ravingclod, Shufflestuff and Slickerthan—when Slickerthan is so obviously evil. Shit gets real when someone opens the secret, evil chamber left behind by Slickerthan’s oddly toilet-obsessed founder.
- Wary Pooter and the Picnicker of Asskaboom — The Ministry of Magic can’t figure out why inmates of their impregnable maximum-security wizard prison, Asskaboom (which is guarded by the absent-minded Dummentals), keep wandering off. Wary meets his sketchy “uncle” Serious Plaque, Wrong regrets changing clothes in front of his pet rat, and Yerwhiny gets timey-wimey.
- Wary Pooter and the Hormones on Fire — When Hogsnorts hosts the Try-Not-to-Die Tournament against Wurmstrangle and Boobatons, Wary discovers he likes Asian chicks, Wrong and Yerwhiny desperately try to escape the adolescent sexual tension strangling them both, and some guy named Farty Crotch kills Edward with the Really Stupid Plot Twist spell.
- Wary Pooter and the Odour of the Penis — Wary meets a dippy hippy chick named Tuna Lovewood and finally gets to second base with Sho Thang. He spends the rest of his school year being a whiny nuisance to everyone around him. Oh, also the Dark Lord Moldywart is back and some people die. But more importantly, Harry is sad.