hoth chocolate.

This morning, as I was on my way to work, I noticed a discarded object in the middle of a street not far from my house. I stopped my car to inquire and was made utterly, utterly speechless by what I beheld:



You guessed it—a Star Wars-themed cookbook. It was just laying face down in the asphalt, all lonely-like. You can bet that there is some little poindexter out there somewhere, heartbroken to have misplaced it, demoralized at the prospect of having to eat boring old earth food for dinner tonight. The pictures and recipes are downright hilarious. Observe:













This next one is my favorite:



I think this proves that something can simultaneously be both pathetic and amazing.