You know what they are. They appear everywhere. Your enemy gives them to you. The relatives you've never knew gave the to you. You've gotten better at basketball because of tossing them in a trash can. You know what it is. the name of all that is un-holy. JAR-JAR BINKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Think of ways to make this waste of space useful!!!
-convert them to chew toys to attract stays to send to your neighbors
-beat telemarketers head with them if they continually bother you
-use them as Voo-Doo dolls
-scare soliociters
-use them as idols and say your a minister to holy rekligion of the Binks
-mail them to people you hate
-place them around your house when the police come by.
-place them in socks and use them as clubs like in Death Wish
-mail them to George Lucas and say that alot more will come if he doesn't stop making Star Wars suck
-target practice
-home made golf balls
-baseballs
-chuck them at crows
You should mail them to Ken Begg. I have his address if anyone is interested.
Funny you should mention target practice. Back in high school, a friend and I used to like to shoot action figures off the fence with a .22 or a pellet rifle. The pellet guns were mostly used in his basement, before he moved to a farm, where real firearms were permitted.
His little brother seemed to have an endless supply of slightly damaged toys we could swipe for this purpose. The crappier characters were always the best. A Go-bot (cheap Transformers ripoff) would fly apart in a most satisfying way if you hit it just right.
Wish we had Jar Jar in those days.
Andrew, you bad boy...what has Ken done to deserve that? Lately, i mean...
Yeah, a 357. through the head of Jar-Jar Binks....thats a metaphore for the california election, when ya think about it....
Hummm....
Oh, put them on railroad tracks.
Shark food.
Topper for an M-80.
Chewtoy for a rottweiler.
When I was a kid I used to hang out with this girl who taught me all kinds of neat stuff to do. She would take Black cat sparklers and tie a whole bunch together and use it to blow things up. We would dig a small hole in the ground and with the sparklers tucked into a coffee can in the hole ,she would light the fuse and seconds later there would be this big hole in the ground. My parents put a stop to our relationship after we blew up our mailbox and nearly our fingers.
a reenaction of the salem witch trials, culminating in a firey blaze, is always entertaining. especially if you can find a talking doll that screams as it melts away...
There goes my acid reflux disorder.
I should explain that this is on account of B-Fest 2000. Ken was given a Jar Jar Binks candy dispenser by one of the other people attending. I ended up chasing him around with it, making it say, "Meesa loooooove Ken!" over and over.
Ken retaliated by showing us Sextette, (http://www.badmovies.org/movies/sextette/) twice.
>a reenaction of the salem witch trials, culminating in a firey blaze,
Except that they didn't burn witches in Salem. If I'm not mistaken, hanging was used exclusively.
>Except that they didn't burn witches in Salem. If I'm not mistaken, hanging was used exclusively.
hey i don't know anything about american history, except for what i get from 'passions' and if they say they burnt witches at the salem trials, i'm going to believe them. that and the fact that dolls are actually alive...
ha hahahahahaha you guys are great!!!!!!!!!! I having side aches. whew paint fumes in house ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........