I was playing golf with my grandpa and cousin, and my Yoda club cover started a conversation between my cousin and I about Yoda and others of his species (this was all taking place inside of a golf cart that my grandpa was driving). Now, my cousin, being the moron he is, proceeded to say that Yoda was the only one of his species to serve on the council, which he obviously wasn't. When I brought up the existence of both Yaddle and Vandar Tokare, he stuck his fingers in his ears and started that oh-so-mature "lalalalalalalalala" thing. When I started to yell over him, he shoved me out of the golf cart (he hasn't attended his anger management classes in over a year), which had been driving up a hill, and I tumbled down into the sand trap. I was incredibly pissed, and when he offered me his hand to help me up, I pounced on him and held him down until he finally admitted I was right. You know, nerds love being right. Anyways, this is probably obvious, but we are not allowed on the St. Petersburg Country Club ever again... Ever.

Starbuck iz teh Jesus!

Knew it...

My take on the situation: Holy frakkin' shit...

That is all.

Gaah, I want that print! I wasnt' able to go to Comic Con this year, which was SUPER awful, especially since I had to fly to San Diego on the last day! Luckily I'll at least be going to Star Wars Celebration V.

If I had it personalized, it would've said "Jesus Kills Darth Vader."

I agree with Christopher.

Haha, Chewie's fighting Stormtroopers!

This is now my desktop... Thank you, Nerdbastards... Thank you.

Unfortunately, I'm not a very flexible nerd...

Aww, this is sweet. Artoo is the greatest little astromech in the galaxy.

Haha, this is now my desktop.

Dude, I love this site so, so very much.