I am my family’s black sheep, not for the many questionable dark-side choices I’ve made along the way. No, my tribe has been firmly in my corner both through thick and thin. However, where I do stray from the flock is my utter indifference to all things Star Wars. But despite the fact the force is not strong within me, my squad is still tight, unlike Luke and Leia’s relationship with their estranged father. To suggest my family members are fans of the legendary sci-fi universe would be like saying type-1 Diabetics are fans of insulin. I mean, the elder stateswoman sibling loves my niece and nephew more than life itself. Yet somehow, she owns 3 times more R2-D2 merch than photos of her kids. Although, I can’t rule out what their sycophantic response to this recent discovery might be. My best guess is it will fall somewhere between booking a roundtrip flight to Vietnam to feast on the Darthicatessen or buying one on the dark side of the web with Bitcoin to keep as a pet named Anakin Crabwalker.


On the other hand, I want absolutely nothing to do with this hideous creature. Is it just me, or does everyone prefer eating cute animals? Think about it, Cows, Pigs, and Chickens are all adorbs and delish. I know they claim these revolting monsters taste like lobster. However, if they aren’t drenched in butter, I’m not buying that comparison one bit. Of the over 50,000 types of crustaceans out there, do you know why lobster and crabs are at the top of the food chain for market demand? Because they’re cute as fuck, that’s why. I would tell Joe Rogan I am a fan of his politics rather than eat this disgusting Darth Vader-looking beast in a Fear-Factor reboot. Unless I’m allowed to substitute in a Star Wars-themed delicacy. Then, I’m chowing down some Ewok balls instead of swallowing my own pride in a heartbeat.






