Miscalibrated Internet Receptor Stalks

“My life sucks! Uncle Luke makes me carry him around piggyback and my parents just don’t get me. And I hate my name! I want to be called like someone cool, not an ancient Jedi. A space pirate! Do you know any space pirates, C3-P0?”

“Why, indeed, Master Ben, during our adventures, R2-D2 and I have met...”

*hasty beeping*

“What you you mean, I mustn’t talk about that?”


“Non-canon? I remember there were a lot of cannons those days!”

*frustrated beeping*

“Could you two stop bickering and just tell me the name of the guy you met?”


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