Graphic evidence that a postmillennial Star Wars ad should never allude to ordure

After the yawner that was Episode I, it either takes balls, stupidity or obliviousness to allow a reader to associate excrement with your product. Darth Maul was, granted, one of the few bright lights of The Phantom Menace, but the one-note brevity of his screentime was part of the problem. And some of that stink carries over to the printed page (as poor Ron Marz gets saddled with another albatross).

Yes, shit does happen.