Greywind

Bail Organa and Mon Mothma were in it, too.

Jyn Erso Cassian Andor Saw Gerrera How's 3 for starters?

As a prequel Rogue One is good in that it doesn't piss all over what they showed their universe was like in SW4-6. It stayed true to that. Unlike a certain ST prequel series...

It's possible Proditor already converted said character.

The Director's Cut made up for a lot of the theatrical ills.

Yoda Layheehoo?

Meep, Groot, Hodor...

We have the chance, to turn the pages over We can write what we want to write We gotta make ends meet before we get much older We're all someone's daughter We're all someone's son How long can we look at each other Down the barrel of a gun? You're the voice, try and understand it Make a noise and make it clear Oh-wo-wo-wo, oh-wo-wo-wo We're not gonna sit in silence We're not gonna live with fear Oh-wo-wo-wo, oh-wo-wo-wo This time, we know we all can stand together With the power to be powerful Believing, we can make it better We're all someone's daughter We're all someone's son How long can we look at each other Down the barrel of a gun?

Geoff Johns revamp of Sivana.

He got super-juiced with all the lightning he was tossing around at the time. In fact, I'm pretty sure he named himself Shazam for a while.

Luke does a Loki and it turns out Leia died and not him.

TFA was in poor taste...

+2 Striking Appearance: females only

So is Rey Luke and Leia's lovechild? Maybe some genetic experiment like which created Anakin?

Palpatine is now a Disney princess...

I am a Star Wars fan. I am not a fan of the surplus fanwank movies.

Judging by the end, the villain is Darth Joker.

Don't want your love anymore Don't want your kisses, that's for sure I die each time I hear this sound Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown I gotta stand tall You know a man can't crawl When he knows you're tellin' lies and he hears 'em passing by He's not a man at all Don't want your love anymore Don't want your kisses, that's for sure I die each time I hear this sound Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown When you see me shed a tear And you know that it's sincere Don't you think it's kinda sad that you're treating me so bad Or don't you even care? Don't want your love anymore Don't want your kisses, that's for sure I die each time I hear this sound Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown That's Cathy's clown That's Cathy's clown

Riki Riddle

Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old brown pony he called Shaw In his brogan shoes and coveralls a harder lookin' kid You never in your life have seen before His saddle was a Sother kack built many years ago An OK spur on one foot idly hung With his bed roll in a cotton sack was loosely tied behind And a canteen from the saddle horn he'd slung Said he had to leave his home because his paw had married twice His new maw beat him every day or two So he saddled up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way Thought he'd try and paddle now his own canoe Said he'd try to do the best he could if we'd only give him work Though he didn't know straight up about a cow So the boss he cut him out a mount and kinda put him on And we knew he liked our little stray somehow Well he taught him how to heard the horses and learned to know 'em all And to get 'em in by daylight if he could And to follow the chuck wagon and to always hitch the team And to help the carsonaro rustle wood We had driven to Red River and the weather it was fine We were camped down on the south side of the bend When a Norther started blowin' we called the extra guard Cause it took all hands to hold the cattle in Now little Joe the wrangler was called out like the rest Barely had the kid got to the heard When the cattle they stampeded like a hailstorm on they flew With all of us a ridin' for the lead Between the streaks of lightnin' we could see a horse ahead It was little Joe the wrangler in the lead He was riding old Blue Rocket with a slicker o'er his head And he's trying to check the leaders in their speed. We finally got'em millin' and they sort of quieted down The extra guard back to the camp did go But one of them was missing and we all knew at a glance Twas our little Texas stray boy wrangler Joe We found him there at sun up where old Blue Rocket fell In some washout twenty feet below Beneath his horse smashed to a pulp his spur had rung the knell For our little Texas stray boy wrangler Joe Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone

Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rawhide Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' Though the streams are swollen Keep them dogies rollin', rawhide Through rain and wind and weather Hell bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side All the things I'm missin' Good vittles, love and kissin' Are waiting at the end of my ride Move 'em on, head 'em up Head 'em up, move 'em on Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Ride 'em in, cut 'em out Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, rawhide Keep movin', movin', movin' Though they're disapprovin' Keep them dogies movin', rawhide Don't try to understand 'em Just rope 'em, throw, and brand 'em Soon we'll be livin' high and wide My heart's calculatin' My true love will be waitin' Be waitin' at the end of my ride Move 'em on, head 'em up Head 'em up, move 'em on Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Ride 'em in, cut 'em out Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, rawhide Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rollin' rollin' rollin' Rawhide Rawhide

They call me a drifter, they say I'm no good I´ll never amount to a thing Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good There's joy in this song that I sing. Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp, saddle tramp. At night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue Doubt if I ever will change I might even dream of a lady I knew Might even whisper her name Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp. I might even wind up in Idaho And visit a cute little miss A sweet little someone I used to know And I might even stop long enough for a kiss. Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp, saddle tramp. Might even ride back through Phoenix someday Might even stop for awhile But branded, no never! I´ll not be tied down Trapped by a fair lady´s smile. Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp

Ride, cowboy, ride Don't ride too slow Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go He started his long ride in Prescott The sun was a hundred or more On down he rode at full gallop Into the flat desert floor Driving the big herd to Flagstaff In Prescott the letter was there Happiness soon would be sorrow Sad news the letter did bear Ride, cowboy, ride Don't go too slow Ride, cowboy, ride You've a long way to go Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed Racked by fever and pain Reaching for you at her bedside At each breath she's callin' your name Forward he leaned in the saddle Pushing through mesquite and sage His head never raised for a greeting As he passed the Wickenburg stage Ride, cowboy, ride Don't ride too slow Tucson's a mighty long way to go In Phoenix he traded horses Now on the back of this roan He could see visions of Tucson His darlin' and their lovely home Ride, cowboy, ride Don't ride too slow There's still a hundred and twenty to go In through the ranch gate he galloped And without breaking his stride He bounded out of the saddle And rushed to his sweet darlin's side Then as the dyin' girl saw him A smile came over her face Holding her hand as it tightened Barely had he won the race Ride, cowboy, ride On through the blue Ride, cowboy, ride She'll be waiting for you Ride, cowboy, ride On through the blue Ride, cowboy, ride She'll be waiting for you