Chewie fought the law, and the law won.

Chewie Fights The Furry Fight.

Okay. This just slayed me up and down. What if the various “characters” turned on each other?

Who would win in the throwdowns? Chewie v.s… Fonzie?

Ed Sullivan v.s. Carole Burnett?

The mind reels. :smiley:


Reminds me of when Freddy Kruger stabbed a homeless person on Hollywood Boulevard. Turns out his claws were real.

The very concept of a “Chewbacca impersonator” seems fundamentally flawed somehow. Like the real Chewbacca retired from performing, or died on the litter box or something, and now some guy’s out there on the club circuit doing his act.

Tonight at the Mirage Hotel and Casino-- CHEWBACCAMANIA!


*“Thank you… thank you very much.”

From the link:

“The tour guide, Brian Sapir, told the Los Angeles Times that he asked the Chewbacca impersonator to stop harassing two young Japanese tourists when the actor exploded in anger.”

I totally empathize with this. They are too cute not to harass, although I wouldn’t perhaps use that word! If I dont get my daily dose of KAWAII, then I just freak out and go all Zidane on people.

“Don’r forget to tip your waitress.” :stuck_out_tongue:

Sequins. Fur. Glam. Glitz.

Touch The Fur.

Live The Dream.

Chewie, The Show.


Chewbacca lived a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. Of course he’s dead now.

Curse your Vulcan logic!

Milwaulkie area Italian-American high school dropouts aren’t known for pulling people’s arms out of the sockets if they lose at chess.

Ed Sullivan probably had height & weight on Carol, but he was a smoker, wasn’t he?


-Joe, native

Oh yeah. Carol could SO kick his ass.