Sunday, February 19, 2012

Darth Vader is In My Room

There is a life-size cardboard cutout of Darth Vader on the wall in my bedroom. I'm not a foam-at-the-mouth Star Wars fan, I just found it in the back of my closet and figured, what the hell, the walls looked empty with nothing on them. Now, every time I walk through the doorway I think somebody is standing against the wall, waiting for me, because Vader is right there, lurking in the peripheral.

What a bastard.

These posts really are more like extended tweets, aren't they? That's okay. I despise tweets. Something about too many Hitchcock films as a child, I reckon.

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