I hate being an adult. I hate everything involved with being legally responsible for every aspect of my life and, I especially hate that I’m required to contribute to society in a way that will support the family I am supposed to have now that I’m thirty-six.
Which is why I feel a special kinship with the guy who built a huge R2-D2 THAT HE CAN HIDE IN!
Sure, (from the video after the break) it looks like he is doing all of this for his kids and shrill wife, but you know he spent hours in his garage dreaming of escaping inside his droid to a galaxy far, far, away (where his family will never find him).
Watch as he dips down inside R2 happily and then delicately tries to run over various family members “accidentally”.
Feel his pain as his bastard son stands in front of him and demands, “What are you doing?” like the ungrateful pain-in-the-ass that he is.
And finally, as the video cuts away the moment his son reaches into an opening on the side of R2 (probably to rip out some vital power source out of jealousy), hope that someday, somehow, this dad will build a working light-saber and mow down all those that keep him from “feeling the force inside of him”.
You go Dad!