I call it… the Boob-Trooper. Corset by Castle Corsetry!
boobies.
“TK-421, why aren’t you on my post?”
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Source: facebook.com
The family that bounty hunts together bakes bundts together.
I dunno.
Yes, that is Freddie Mercury riding Darth Vader. And yes, that is the epitome of pop culture perfection.
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“Polish the helmet”
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Source: curiositycounts
Hmmm… Long flowing robes… Superpowers… Fighting evil… Propensity for desert-dwelling…
Autocorrect might just have something there.
Coincidentally this is also what bedtime looks like around here.
So close to perfect. Why does Lvcas have two hands?
Source: badasscouchpotato
Bobaflex: What if he doesn’t survive? He’s worth a lot to me.
Darth Vader: The Empire will compensate you if he dies. Put him in… Hey, do you work out?
Words with Friends does NOT, however, use the Star Wars dictionary.
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You will never find a more wretched, vile, and scummy dictionary.
Obi-Woof Kenobi: “These are not the dogbones you’re looking for.”
I felt a great disturbance in the Twitterverse, as if millions of needy, validation-hungry voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced with sobbing. I fear something run-of-the-mill has happened.
My son needs shirts.
I’m that dad.
“A Wookiee pulled my homework’s arm out of its socket.”













