Star Wars VII: The Prologue
"A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, two bounty hunters and a stormtrooper..."
"CLONE trooper."
"...CLONE trooper traversed the universe in search of a new and powerful leader to help them crush the Rebel Alliance. They found the one they sought in a fausty English boarding school. Strong in the force, he was. And fortunately, it was term break. Thus, Hari Wan Pottah joined them as the new Imperial commander, and they set off at hyperspeed to terrorize the galaxy and shake down the populace for candy.
"The high fructose corn syrup made them strong. And loud. And then a little whiny and sick. Hari Wan Pottah returned home, and the rest of the Imperial force felt like they really needed to sleep with their mother. Their father fled into exile on the couch at the edge of the galaxy, cursing and vowing revenge."
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—Kyran, 7:23 AM
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I was corrected last night too when I referred to one of our sons as a stormtrooper instead of a CLONE trooper.
Sounds like those boys had a perfectly fun Halloween, with an appropriate ending.
Clone trooper? I guess I am getting old. I was even going to make a joke, asking if you dressed as Princess Leia, but I guess that is a dusty old reference, too, like my father talking about the Brooklyn Dodgers.
See, that's why I keep coming back... How many bloggers can transform simple kiddie pics at halloween into a fusion of pop culture and family life as witty, entertaining and insightful as this?
Not many, in case that wasn't clear.
I laughed at how the troopers invaded Mom's bed, to the frustration of Patrick Chewbacca. And Hari Wan Pottah is priceless.
My oldest son, now 16, didn't go trick-or-treating this year, for the first time, and his younger brother sees it as a mercenary quest to fill as many pillowcases as possible. The wonder and magic just aren't there any more. So thanks for the sweet reminders...
Heeheehee!
very awesome blog some how i found you looking for things on our sons birth defect esophageal atresia. I wish you nothing but the best.
Ha! I got the "Clone Trooper" correction from my youngest. *sigh*
Aren't little boys are wonderful? My little boy, Dennis, is now 18 but, many years ago, he ventured forth as Qui-Gon Den: Jedi master and candy aficionado. Thanks for the reminder.
Very creative post!
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