Whoops - Russian Bot, you are correct about BASIC.

You are incorrect about Spaceballs. (That's actually my second favourite Mel Brooks film.)

Should I pose another, or is Hallowe'en over now?

Hold on, I'm confused. I thought that Mr Boddy wasn't allowed to harm himself? Yet, Sasquatch did exactly that. I like the game how it is, but perhaps we could make Mr. Boddy slightly deadlier (i.e. after the first 5 points against person X, his next blow against that person strikes 3 points instead...

Full Throttle.

MASQ Ball

Zounds!

"Good idea.

But first, move closer to [edge of a pit/snarling space giant/killer bees/fill in your own very dangerous thing...]"

... but (alas) no key. On the other hand, I have a set of lockpicks - I traded Shawn O'Connor a key lime pie for them! (He plans to fling it in Terk the Jerk's face at the end of the year!)

I have a book about pirates...

Butling!

Is it over? Aww.

(Thank you, Sasquatch. No wonder I didn't know about all this. I don't follow internet memes or have a dog)

The knife is used to cut the cheese (and no, that's not a euphemism) for lunch.

This leaves:
Revolver
Candlestick
Rope
Wrench
Lead Pipe

Just as suddenly, Baba Yaga appeared - and with a snap of her fingers, the Narrator disappeared. "That's better!" she cried. "And don't you worry, Harold - I won't have you for my amphibian dinner. I'm going to make coconut-crab-and-caterpillar-consommé instead. Ta-ta!" And off flew Baba Yaga, rowin...

Mrs White, jealous that she hadn't had any attention lately, decided to go to the ladies' room and powder her nose. Once she was there, she re-adjusted her lippy and mascara, and then - yes, you guessed it - powdered her nose.

Radamès

...was ruined because the cook substituted red dye for beetroot, tofu for potatoes, and boiled-up shoestrings for beef.

My shot of vodka...

Edmund Blackadder

Dragon over mountains

Mount Rushmore

(By the way, what is 13/10 would boop again)?

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