Deleted scene: Because, as we all know, DC-8s were sold to alien overlord Xenu for use in trafficking alien souls to his ancient brainwashing camps, John Travolta always opted for flying only Boeing aircraft in order to protect the honor of his people and the seriousness of his religion.
I am SO not interested. I tried to read that series of children's books that they made based on Oz. Just. Plain. Nonsense. They replaced all the main characters with monkey birds and stuff. It was like some kind of song by the band KoRn.
Rupert Murdoch: I'm watching it right now and some goofball just forgot to close with "That's all, folks!" Don't you people understand the concept of BRANDING?
"Sometimes, man, I wonder if life is softer for a Boom. Maybe they wear t-shirts that say something. Something hilarious like: I'm with Bing." - a Bang
Although, don't most conga line training seminars usually end in an accidental puppy orgy? I mean, except with humans? I mean, not humans and puppies together. I MEAN: Just something not gross that makes sense and is also funny. My commenting career is going SO badly. Back to comment college.
And ye there rose from the sea of clasps and clamps a great Button King, spewing horrible Button Songs from each of his one heads at the same time across the unfastened masses and refusing (logical as it seemed for a King of Buttons) to button his own lips. And his chariot of buttons scoured the land for victims who would be forced to forfeit their fasteners and forever zip and pin themselves out of nakedness in order to feed the maniac's wild button-lust. And each of them, as they gazed upon his needlessly buttoned attire, dreamt of the day when they'd lower his button-studded casket into the buttonhole of that enormous button they'd come to call the Earth.
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