"I can't put my arms down!"
"Well... put your arms down when you get to space."
A giant Jar Jar? Truly the stuff of nightmares.
I don't remember an angry mouth who eats unicorns being in any of the books.
That right there is the face of a man desperately hoping his genitals come out the other side intact.
People don't mind a giant half-head puking all over them if it's rainbow-colored.
"Hey, Hey! No! Hand's off the belt!"
Giant insects trying to get at your drink must be a fairly common occurrence in this bar. The people look more annoyed than anything.
Arguing with a giant reptile monster? Probably not the smartest idea.
Armed with a witch's greatest weakness: a hairdryer!
"B*tch I'm fabulous!"
"Okay, you win. Your tentacle-sprouting arms are way creepier than my freakishly elongated right one."