A Carole for the Season

Deck the Halls (and Threaten the Director)

Deck the halls with blinking droids
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Gen-Xers now are overjoyed
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Don we now Star Wars apparel
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Trolls post spoilers at their peril!
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See the blazing sabers flying.
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No more Jar-Jar’s satisfying.
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Follow Fisher’s dog on twitter.
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While Phasma’s armor’s all a-glitter!
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Alas, the Rebel torch, it passes.
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Hail new Jedi, lads and lasses
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Warn we Abrams, all together,
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Screw this up, forgiveness never.
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Very Brief Conversation with Mom: Favorite Star Wars Characters

Mom:  I like the green guy the best.  Yogi is cute.

Me:  Yoda, Mom.  His name is Yoda.

Mom:  I like calling him Yogi better.  He is the best except when he hits Artie Doody with a stick.  That's not nice.

Me: R2D2, Mom.  He doesn't even look like an Artie.

Mom:  Look, you put a big, light-up Doody in our yard, so I can call him whatever I want!