/sw/ - Star Wars

I'm an orphan that grew up in the industry doing low level film crew stuff. I never knew my parents. When I was working on a film with Spielberg, he told me that George Lucas knew my dad. Not only that, he was there when my dad died. I finally met George at a Star Wars convention and asked about what Spielberg said. He just laughed at me and said "I am your father". Then he got up and walked away, even though there was a massive queue to see him. He was mumbling about poetry. I bumped into him a couple more times. About a year after the convention, I saw him when I was on holiday at a nudist beach. He had his cock out, but it was covered in sand. He kept on complaining how he didn't like sand, and it got everywhere, but it was mainly just around his cock. I got a bit weirded out and I think he wanted to try and kiss me, so I vowed to not go near him if I ever saw him again. I saw him one final time at a charity event at my kid's school. He kept on calling all of the children younglings and trying to braid their hair. I didn't go talk to him, but I think he recognised me. He had all of the children play a game where they put on blindfolds and he threw tennis balls at them.

>>5214

That's one hell of a way to say "don't."

i fucking love george's mastery of deadpan.

>secret apprentice

>he has to have a darth title despite the rule of two

fuckin idiots

George Lucas lives within a five minute hike from the front door of his residence to a Starbucks. It is (or was) a custom to walk down every day for a coffee. My cousin lived in that area with her fiance after college and got a barista job at Lucas' Starbucks. She was told about Lucas coming in daily and coached about not getting starstruck and such.

For her first two shifts, Lucas didn't come. By her last day of that week, he finally strolled in. My cousin was holding it together we'll, but bear in mind she was still pretty new and never met a celebrity in person before. So Lucas places his order and, somewhat robotically and by pure habit, asks for his name so she can write it on the cup.

George basically has a little shit fit right there in the middle of the store. Because how dare you not recognize the great George Lucas by his facial hair alone? I asked her if it made her upset but she said that she froze up and "blue screened" in shock.

>>5214

Lmao, that's fucking hilarious.

His hair is nice.

>dagger mag

Ooof!

>>5214

nice hair

>>5342

I really hope this is made up. It sounds believable enough to be true.

>>5259

Darth Maul was a secret apprentice though.

Just reminds me of one of those times where I try to crack a joke, and people stay dead silent, not realising it was a joke. Autism is tough.

I saw George Lucas at a grocery store in Los Angeles 10 years ago. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?". I was taken aback and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen identical action figures of Jar Jar Binks in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he did the Jedi mind trick with his hand and pretended to be tired and not hear her but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the Jar Jar Binks figures and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each figure and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.