On July 21, 2004, exactly six glorious years ago, I married a Stormtrooper. Now, I know what you're thinking, and, yes, the Ewoks did kick the crap out of the Stormtroopers, but not my hubby -- Princess Leia kicked the crap out of him.
In all sincerity, my hubby's a great guy, a man's man, and he's as humble as they come -- he'd never, for a second, even consider bragging about his Stormtrooper #2 role, in fact, he's probably gonna kill me when he reads this blog . . . Wait a minute, I just thought of something: If he does try to kill me, he might opt to use the laser gun, and that would be okay, because really, how great of a shot could he be? A few teddy bears were able to annihilate an army of Stormtroopers with lots of laser guns, using just a few over-sized slingshots and rocks. Hmmmm, we've got rocks in our creek . . .
Despite my Stormtrooper jokes and all the years of poking fun, and refusing to have the hubby's Star Wars - Return Of The Jedi memorabilia adorn our walls . . . despite all that, I do think it's really cool that I married a Stormtrooper.
For your enjoyment, Honey, I've attached a clip of the Speeder Bike chase scene.
And Happy Anniversary, Babe. I love you more than life itself, and Luke! : )