I just read a nerd post about a boy lying about the meaning of his star wars tattoos to a girl because he didn’t want to get made fun of. You know what? I want a boy with star wars tattoos. I think that is fucking awesome. Why can’t I find someone like that?
You’re a freshman in college. You’re at a party with guys and somehow the drunken conversation turns to Star Wars (if you are thinking that this is an unlikely situation, then you clearly have never been to a college party). At this point, 3/4 of the room will begin trash-talking episodes 1, 2, and 3, saying how stupid Jar-Jar is and wondering at what type of crack George-y boy was smoking when he wrote the dialog. The minority will become enraged at such disloyalty- screaming will ensue. Finally, a mediator will emerge to stymie the argument. His point? “Has anyone seen that Star Wars Robot Chicken episode? That shit is funny.” Then someone else will pipe up “WHAT THE HELL IS AN ALUMINUM FALCON!?!?!” The entire crowd will laugh, and you, my dear unenlightened freshman, will have no idea what is going on.
Let me prevent your pain. Go here and watch the Robot Chicken episode. Great fun, although it does help to be a Star Wars fan. I’ll save your sorry ass the next time someone says “Vader! How’s my favorite sith?”
You know, I had never heard of this one before. I’m really ashamed too, because I’m such a star wars sicko. Han really did shoot first. [For those of you completely unaware of this revelation...recall that terrible scene in the bar where Greedo and Han shoot at the same time? And Greedo manages to miss Han's face at point-blank range? Yeah, that didn't happen. Erase it from your memory and watch the original.]
See? Even Lucas agrees.
