We haven't quite worked out the kinks of mounted combat on this horse-lizard planet.
I've never seen someone so confused by a horse.
Cool, I used to watch this show all the time! Don't remember this act though.
There really is no privacy in fantasy, is there?
Armed with a witch's greatest weakness: a hairdryer!
Arguing with a giant reptile monster? Probably not the smartest idea.
"The man they had rejected came back to rule the new Nuclear Age"
...as a giant floating head.