Everyone remembers the trash compactor scene in Star Wars, where Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, Han Solo, and Chewbacca dodge blaster fire by diving into a room that turns out to be a giant garbage bin. I’ve gotten a little tired of playing that scene with Q-ster, plus we had a lot of laundry to do this weekend, so we imagined up a little story where we fell into the washing-machine equivalent on the Death Star.
After all, there must be an Imperial laundry for all those dirty uniforms and pieces grimy Stormtrooper armor! We had a good time pretending to swim among the suds.
On an unrelated note: If you think your 'friends' are being boring on Facebook by posting about their babies, why don't you stop reading their updates? Really, all that Facebook is good for is finding out what parties you’re missing and locating your lost colleagues who are stranded due to volcano ash. (Just kidding, you Facebook addicts!)