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So.
Yeah, huh.
You okay?
What do I do with my life now?
There’s another one coming out in two or three years.
I can’t wait that long: I will go and drink bleach now.
There’s some sort of spin-off movie about Rogue Squadron out next year.
NO. My life no longer has meaning since I saw the Stars go to War.
Playoffs are coming up.
Okay, I’ll live.
There’s my slugger.
Gonna see it again and you can’t stop me.
Wasn’t even gonna try.
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It was Star Wars again.
That’s nice for Star Wars.
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Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t go see it again.
People KEEP TELLING ME THAT. And I’m like, “NOOOOOO. I’m American, I can.”
https://youtu.be/RuCpC4V3hU8
This is good to know. You were one of my bellwethers.
Some of you nerbs may like this:
http://www.avclub.com/article/we-tried-make-entire-meal-using-only-star-wars-bra-229865?utm_source=Twitter&utm_medium=SocialMarketing&utm_campaign=Default:1:Default