My daughter is begging me to not dress like this when we go see “Star Wars” tomorrow morning. I’m not making any promises. (She’s lucky I’m not threatening to go full-on Vader like I did that one time.)
UPDATE: Hey, let’s vote on it!
— Daddy Scratches (@DaddyScratches) December 18, 2015
In related news: WE’RE GOING TO SEE STAR WARS TOMORROW MORNING!
I am several-thousand times more excited about seeing this movie than a middle-aged man should be about anything that he can do while still fully clothed.
In other (significantly more hilarious) related news:
Now that’s funny.
OK, time to slip back into my no-“Star Wars”-spoilers cocoon. Enjoy your weekend, and May the Force Be With You! (Either that, or a good, stiff drink … or both. Yeah, let’s go with “both” … because nothing screams “It’s the weekend!” like a drunken, light-saber-wielding, Jedi-wannabe, amiright?)