2 eggs for 3 people? That is a meager breakfast…
Missed blue milk opportunity
Awesome shirt
Awesome shirt
Does Vader have to sometimes “force” his kids to eat their breakfast?
drum riff
Somehow, this reminded me more of V for Vendetta than Star Wars.
must be the apron.
He looks like a much better cook than Aunt Beru.
What concerns me in this case is that your t-shirt will clearly be trading off the established Lucasfilm character (after all, you would not have created your version of the character if Star Wars was not such a huge success) - to me it therefore seems quite plausible that Lucasfilm would see your actions as diluting the brand and infringing their merchandising rights.
I’ll just assume it’s a small pan that only allows 2 eggs at a time. The rest of the eggs are in a safe location waiting to be cooked.
I’m guessing that would be called “force feed”…
One should not wear a cape while cooking at the stove – serious fire hazzard.
It’s a great shirt. Honest. I laughed.
But I just cannot support Ramy, being that the dude always wins here.
Next time! May the force be with you!
I have to admit, I squealed when I saw this made it (not that I had any doubt, really) because I really wanted to get it for my husband for Christmas. Congrats to the designer! I know a lot of people think there were things that could have been done differently/better, but I’m happy with it and think he did a great job.
When life hands you lemons, Force Squeeze the life out of them.
“Use the Fork, Luke!”
There’s really nothing like Force squeezed orange juice in the morning.
I think you mean “World’s Worst Dad.”
Only Lord Vader would use metal utensils on a non-stick pan. Everyone else knows to use plastic or silicone.
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Well, there’s no place setting (or chair, for that matter) for Mr. Vader, so his doctor probably recommends a cholesterol-free diet of sorts that would prevent him from breaking his fast with his children.
I’ll admit it: the writeup actually made me tear up. I hate tragic stories…