jar jar.

may the fourth be with you.
yeah.
star wars day.
i doo-doo that droidy sh!t, neighbors,
and i also love a reason to celebrate.
so,
i got up late,
after staying up later,
and i didn't have any breakfast bits in my pantry,
nor in my fridge.
the thing is,
i probably could've made pancakes or waffles or somethin',
but my calendar let the force awaken in my full-mooning mind.
yep.
and instead of breakfast,
i got it going on, exxxtra expertly,
with two types of midi-chlorian magic fresh off the kessel run,
in under twelve parsecs.......
as in, eleven, y'all.
i love treats, and i love getting fancy,
and i loooooove to nerd out on trivia-heavy scifi freshness.
duders,
if you've got a bad feeling about this,
you're definitely an A*-hole.
that's no joke.
check the outer-rim-type teleport:

c'mon!
gluten free flavors from the past,
like,
from a loooongtime ago, an' that.
on the right, under anakin's alter-ego,
we've got c-3p-oatmeal,
with coruscant coconut,
and palpatine peanut butter,
with brown rice flour and vanilla and so on;
dusted with rebel alliance insignias, cut from cardstock stencils,
and powered up and powdered down,in cocoa and confectioners sugar.
i get excited about little fancies like that, guys.
...
and on the left, straight from the far reaches of planet c,
a.k.a. kashyyyk,
i've got a batch of wookiee cookies !
toasted coconut, oatmeal, and chocolate fudge,
all mashed up into sweet circular chewbacca rock boxxx.
friends,
after i sashed 'em up with a slash of dark chocolaty bandolier sauce,
i flippin' tweezered those pairs of candy ammo sprankles on each one.
seriously.
thematic jedi jauns for everybody,
all dang day long?
you better believe it.
the rules are the same in any galaxy-
just be dope, or F* right off.
it's just like yoda told you:
do or do not, there is no try.
you know the rest;
never quiet, never soft.....