Read, PA Star Wars Memories Diary

Hey everyone! This thread was very popular back on a Yahoo club we used to have and so I decided to continue it here. In this thread me (as well as others) will share our most strange, best, and funniest Star Wars memories from the past.

I'll start:

Attack of the Ape Man

Walt Disney World: the most magical place on earth for a bright-eyed 6 year old. Well, it's still the most magical place on earth and I'm 11 years older. Anyway, I was on a family vacation with my parents and some of my parents' friends. Luckily for me, 'the friends' had kids that I got along with. But that's beside the point.

We started out our second day on Florida at the Disney MGM Studios. Now, this was not the most exciting park to a 6 year-old, but at least it beat the park with (cues scary music) "The Horribly-Frightening Haunted Mansion" (ends scary music). Don't ask...that ride totally freaked me out when I was little. And I was very happy when my parents decided to go to the Studios.

I was walking along the main walkway, holding my mom's hand and wearing my overly dorky Donald Duck hat, when I saw it. The biggest dog I ever saw in my life. Now, there was something strange about this dog...it was mechanical, had little things coming out of its chin, and it was wearing a red visor over its eyes. My little 6 year old mind was overwhelmed. I instantly begged my parents to check it out. But of course, the answer was, "That ride is too scary for you...plus, Star Wars is dumb." I didn't believe them until I saw something else. A giant, hairy ape man with a wierd thing slung across his shoulder that walkes out of a building. I took one look at this giant ape man and agreed with my dad. There is no way I'm going in a building occupied with a killer ape man. I would rather take the park with the (cues scary music) "Horribly-Frightening Haunted Mansion (ends scary music) over the killer ape man any day.

And from that day until sometime later, I thought Star Wars was "dumb" and that the scary ape man will kill me and haunt me in my dreams. Don't ask...Chewie scared my when I was little...

 

Alrighty, Crazed. I'm waiting.

 

Heh...I remember that. You were jumping on and off the bed, swirling around on the desk chair, and jumping up and down on the floor. I had no clue what you were saying. But that was definitely priceless.

 

I will be updating this thread soon...

 

Dang you!!! You beat me to it!

Anyway...I remember that story all too well. It's all you talk about!

 

LOL!! That's great! I like the PT Paper People part!

 

Han, is there anything (movies or the like) of Ford's that you don't have?

Not too many. One that I don't have, like Crazed said, is Frantic. But, I get my paycheck on Monday, so I'll have more money to go out and buy some more.

And on to the story:

Insane Vader

Ok, this one goes back some ways and could be a little fuzzy. But, from what I remember of it...it was hillarious.

It was an ordinary Saturday afternoon in October and Crazed had come over to my house. Now, you must understand that Crazed came over every Saturday and "destroyed" my room with his "Force whirlwind." But this particular Sat, we were preparing our Halloween costumes for the upcoming holiday. I decided to go as Darth Vader and Crazed as a stormtrooper.

Anyway, we were sitting in the living room, putting some finishing touches on our "store bought" masks. I finished up mine and had to try it on. Well, as you know, no one can be Darth Vader without that flowing black cape and red lightsaber. So, I quickly ran back to my bedroom, stumbling over my dog twice along the way, and grabbed my cape and red "flashlight" lightsaber. I quickly tied the cape around my neck, choking myself only once, and ran back out to the living room, once again stumbling over the dog, and put on the mask. It was a perfect fit and Crazed thought it was great. So, after he finished up his, he put on his mask as well.

And of course, when someone puts on a Darth Vader and stormtrooper mask, you can't resist put play around a little bit. So, we ventured outside to "break-in" our costumes. I swung my flashlight around a few times, knocking Crazed over the head only once, before the built up energy inside me couldn't be kept in any longer. I turned toward the road and noticed a car turning onto it. In a few moments, it would pass in front of our house. So, with a deep sigh and deafening scream, I dashed toward the street, flashlight swinging wildly.

Crazed, left behind on the front porch, stood in shock for a few seconds before he too, took off in a mad rage. But, by the time he started running, it was too late. The Stormtrooper couldn't catch up to Darth Vader....for Vader was already running along the road, waiting for the car.

As the car approached, I took off at a dead run. So, there I was...running along side a car, dressed in a Darth Vader costume, waving my poor excuse for a lightsaber in the air, and screaming my head off. And to top it all off...the driver of the car beeped the horn at me before "riding into the sunset"

I don't think he ever saw the stormtrooper running up behind, doing the same...

 

Hey!! What did I tell you about showing that picture? I look like a complete idiot! That costume was horrible!

And as long as we're on the topic of Halloween:

Belching Skywalker

This one takes place about a year after the one Crazed posted above. Except this time we had an extra friend with. I went as farmboy Luke that year and Crazed went as a Naboo pilot. And the friend went as "Leia." I say it that way because I'm not even sure you could call her Leia because she was wearing a '50s skirt.

Anyway, we went raiding around "Leia's neighborhood that year...and it was very interesting. Everytime we came to a door, "Leia" would ring the doorbell and then we would wait. As soon as me and Crazed saw the door start to open we would let out a loud burp so the residence of the home could hear us. We got a lot of strange looks with a combination of laughs and giggles. And then, of course there was "Leia." We had her sick by the end of the night!

 

Ah yes...the regurgitation number. That definitely got "Leia" sick. I don't think she liked seeing chewed up Arbey's food swimming around in Coke.

Anyway...I should be updating this soon...I have to think of a good one

 

Heh...sucking it up through a straw...and don't forget I got in trouble for that too. After you were constantly calling "Leia" into the kitchen, she eventually got too freaked out and told our parents what we were doing.

 

Whoa...he actually got cut by one of those plastic sabers? Oww...I hope he was okay.