Dubhghallite speaks
Fairy tale of Sithmas

We love Sithmas, or as we call it, “JediNoel”. We also love Sithmas music to get us in the mood for the festivities.

So, to celebrate the holiday season, we have taken the Earth Christmas classic “Fairytale of New York” by the Pogues & Kirsty MacColl, and given it a unique spin from a galaxy far, far away…

Happy Christmas!


Fairytale of Star Wars


It was Sithmas Eve babe
In the cell block
Obi Wan said to me, won’t see another one
And then he sang a song
A Rare Old Jedi Tune
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you


Luke is the cocky one
Came in the old Falcon
I’ve got a bad feeling
This fears for me and you
So Happy Sithmas
I love you, maybe
I can see a darker time
When all our fears come true


They’ve got massive Death Stars
We’ve got droids made of gold
Stormtroopers shoot at you
And Yoda’s so old
Vader cut off Luke’s hand
On a cold Sithmas Eve
And you told me Jabba
Was looking for me


Han is handsome
Leia’s pretty
Mos Eisley is shitty
Cantina bands playing
The theme from Star Wars
Sy Snootles was singing
A lightsaber’s swinging
Greedo’s dead in the corner
Ben’s an old Jedi Knight


The clones of the evil Empire Choir
Sing in the Hangar Bay
And there’ll be New Hope again
For Sithtmas day


We’re scum
Han’s a punk
His old ship is junk
Lying Ben is now dead, and the Sarlaac’s well fed
Jabba’s like a big maggot
3-PO’s a faggot
Happy Sithmas dear Vader
lt may be your last


The clones of the Evil Empire choir
Still sing in the Hangar Bay
And the Empire’s Striking Back…
This Sithmas day


I could have been the one
Vader says I am his son
He took my dreams from me
When he killed Obi-Wan
They built a Death Star babe
I’ll get there on my own
Destroy it, all alone
You put the plans in Artoo.


The clones of the Evil Empire choir
Still sing in the Hangar Bay
And the Jedi will return
On Sithmas day.

“Fairytale of Star Wars” Lyrics by Jedi Order PR

dbsw:

Boba Fett: Loose Talk // by gattadonna

dbsw:

Boba Fett: Loose Talk // by gattadonna

Holiday

Finally it’s here simple escape from the hustle & bustle of the world. No phone or Internet reception. Access to modern technology minimised to the maximum. Such a freeing experience allowing me to feel more like myself then I have in a long time in just a few days. No nicotine & it was easier then I ever expected to just walk away from cigarettes which is surprising & comforting as it means that I can quit for myself. I know I have the strength within myself to both feel & get better & hopefully this break will help me get there

You looking @ me?

You looking @ me?

Rugby World Cup

Finally here, lying chilling listening to Wales Vs South Africa on local New Zealand radio on my phone which still seems so cool to me. Happy boy after Irish result & really hoping that we can win the lot this year but don’t think that we’re strong enough but will be ever so happy to be proved wrong. C’mon you boys in green

Road Trip

Sitting car park of local Asda waiting on the missus before we begin a road trip to see her parents with a hot water bottle as my closest traveling companion this trip cause I decided to have a flare up of my IBS this morning. Oooh what a glamourous life I lead & on that note back to being a sociable passenger

Insomnia again

6 am & all is shite cause I’m still awake not slept all night cause as per usual I allowed myself to get caught up in my own head & been unable to break this cycle of crap

mrwhaite:

If I was Jabba the Hutt, I’d have to stick a pair of white gloves on my ‘Han Solo Encased In Carbonite’ wall art. Jazz hands - the ultimate humiliation.
Available on a T-shirt here - http://www.redbubble.com/products/configure/7151803-t-shirt

mrwhaite:

If I was Jabba the Hutt, I’d have to stick a pair of white gloves on my ‘Han Solo Encased In Carbonite’ wall art. Jazz hands - the ultimate humiliation.

Available on a T-shirt here - http://www.redbubble.com/products/configure/7151803-t-shirt

Me & my hot water bottle hump :(((((

Me & my hot water bottle hump :(((((

The scuds

Curled up on the sofa at present with a hot water bottle attached to my belly for comfort wanting to rip my guts out to wash em out & hopefully sort them out 24 hours into flareup of IBS & have already revisited every meal of the last 2 days. Really not enjoying the experience what a pile of shit (pun intended)