My gut tells me some way, somehow, my good friend Bryan (a.k.a. Bew Pal) is somehow behind this. But anyway, if you love Star Wars and Barry Manilow, then you are going to be giddy the rest of the day after watching this.
As I take my Star Wars very seriously, I am in no way affiliated with this wretched crap. Obviously, someone has entirely too much time on their hands. And as for you Dave Q., you can go Lando Calrissian yourself to the furthest outskirts of San Antonio. You bastard. How could you?
Sometimes, when I drive across the desert in the middle of the night, with no other cars around, I start imagining: what if there were no civilization out there? No cities, no factories, no people? And then I think: no people or factories? Then who made this car? And this highway? And I get so confused I have to stick my head out the window into the driving rain---unless there's lightning, because I could get struck on the head by a bolt.
As I take my Star Wars very seriously, I am in no way affiliated with this wretched crap. Obviously, someone has entirely too much time on their hands. And as for you Dave Q., you can go Lando Calrissian yourself to the furthest outskirts of San Antonio. You bastard. How could you?
I love star wars!