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I Got Into A Star Wars Fight With Octagon Bob

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Last night a bunch of us were hanging at the office late watching some hockey and shooting the shit. For some reason most likely because Bob wears Star Wars clothes 24/7 we started talking about the Death Star. We were gloating about how sweet it was that we blew up the Death Star twice. Bob and I actually high-fived over it.

Then I said what fucking idiots the Imperial engineers were for leaving such an obvious vulnerability on the moon-sized weapon in “A New Hope” and shit got heated. Bob started going on and on about how in “Rogue One” they explain how it was sabotage from the start and yada yada yada. I said I didn’t know what he was talking about because I haven’t seen “Rogue One” and have no interest to because it wasn’t a George Lucas directly involved film.

Bob lost it. He started going into this dissertation about how George Lucas ruined the prequels and some outside party needed to come in and save the day. We went back and forth eventually yelling and nobody changed anybody’s mind. I didn’t want my Thursday night to be a 30-year-old fighting with a 13-year-old 18-year-old who goes to Star Wars festivals over Star Wars but this is the life I chose.

Got so heated that Bob brought in some reinforcements today.

What a coward. While I do contend that my point is valid, and that to me any extended episodes of Star Wars not directly involving the guy whose brain literally conceived the entire world do not count towards the overall storyline, it’s not typically a behooving move to enter debate against one whose knowledge of the subject is deeper than yours.

I mean, look at this psychopath.

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And when you get into it with the Star Wars crowd, they crank out Star Wars movies about it.

I obviously still right, but think we’re going to pick a different hill to die on.