"Ohmigod! Linus! Peppermint! Sally! Lucy!" "What happened?"

"I happened! And now prepare to join those foul children in death, fashion doll!" "Holy crap, what kinda freaky custom are you?" "I am the Sith Barbie..."

"Yeah, like whatever that means... you're still going down you over-tattooed freak!"

But wait, what foul perfidy is this lurking in the shadows? It's 60's throwback toy Dr Evil and he's living up to his name! "giggle... even if Sith Barbie fails to dice that Barbie doll into hundred of ickle pieces one blast of my Death Ray will melt her into nothingness... giggle"

"Why don't you just Sith off!" *clik* *clik* *clik* *clik* *clik* *clik* "what the... oh crap - out of ammo! Out of ammo? Oh for ****'s sake these are toy guns, how the hell are they meant to run out of ammunition?"

"la la la la la..." "What? I did not order maid service! Do not distract Dr Evil from his unspeakable nastiness! Be gone with you servant!"

"You're not very nice are you Dr Evil..." "... but that's okay, 'cos neither am I!"

"The name's Tori, Pink Box Undercover Agent Tori... Touche!"

*gak*

"Barbie, catch!" "Yay!"   "hissss... a lucky parry, fool, but you are but a pupil and I am the master now..." "Only a master of bad make-up, Sithy"

(insert your own lightsabre WAV and MP3 effects here)