Greetings, Exalted One. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Jonathan Skywalker, Jedi Knight and friend to Captain Solo.
Who’s laughing? C’mon, fess up!
Greetings, Exalted One. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Jonathan Skywalker, Jedi Knight and friend to Captain Solo.
Who’s laughing? C’mon, fess up!
Ho ho ho ho ho… HE’S no Jedi!
Dear God.
Too much time on your hands??
(get it? Jonathan Chance, Tommy Shaw, Styx HAHAHAHA )
You should team up with the Star Wars kid and save the galaxy from GWB.
These are not the stuffed animals you are looking for. . .
*These are not the stuffed animals I am looking for. . . *
Go to bed. .
Going to bed
Now that’s a Jedi trick that would come in useful.
Please, please tell me you didn’t just photoshop your daughter into a metal bikini.
So, you’ve chosen the path to the Dark Side, eh?
The sig says it all ::points::
I did NOTHING!
It’s a picture place at the Tatooine Traders shop at Disney MGM. I couldn’t resist.
Can you really blame me?
Hehehe, now THAT’S good comedy.
I sense a great disturbance in the Force…as if a thousand Dopers suddenly cried out, and suddenly died laughing.
Ha! I claim the geek crown! You may have visited an amusement park and had a joke poster made on a whim, but I:
Spent perfectly good money on one of those cheap plastic Kenner™ light sabers they were selling at KB Toys. You know, the ones that actually make the “swish-woon!” noise when you swing them. (I wanted the Qui-Gon one but it was sold out, so I had to settle for the Obi-Wan one!)
Cut the little spiked ball thingy off the bottom and sanded down the cut so it was nice and smooth and still fun to play with.
Undid the special triangular screws and took off the plastic blade, and pulled out the noise-making guts. Then cut some more of the inside plastic so I could put a wooden rod inside it. I did this in preperation for…
Massive light saber photoshopping! This was the best picture, but I did plenty of others.
(After the picture was taken, the saber fell over the blade instantly cut the table in half, and then cut into the floor. Luckily, the hilt is wider than the blade, so it eventually stopped, blade pointing down, handle still above the floor, sticking about 3 feet into the basement. How am I going to explain this to my landlord??)
Now admit it - I am
far more of a geek, and far more bored, than you are!
-Ben