I’m the little one on this photograph. And you can surely identify my father Chewbacca, my mother Malla and my grandpa Itchy. When this picture was taken we all thought to become regulars in the expanding Star Wars universe. But the opposite happened. We are outcasts! Our adventure is called apocryphal, cheesy and pathetic! Hey, wasn’t Bobba Fett’s first appearance in MY movie? And that of other important characters like Ackmena, who runs the cantina? Didn’t Princess Leia sing in MY movie? And Jefferson Starship play? And what do the fans do? They laugh at me! Even Star Wars authors do! Even George Lucas who invented me, wants all the copies of the Holiday Special burned! I am almost 40 years old and I can’t keep silent anymore! Like Mrs.Hans Solo I’m an alcoholic now… Thank you, Scott Kirkwood and friends for collecting all the evidence for my existence!








