Unnatural 20's

We have lit the candle and laid the offering to our beloved Obi-Wan in hopes that this chaotic pod can bring balance to the force and restore Obi's hope. So grab your sabers and join the party as we fumble it right out the gate, determine who is the cult leader, get good by default, lean to the dark side, attempt to contain our chaotic Hon Solo energy, have Jabba aspirations, almost burn the house down, determine just what the baby craves, cross our fingers in hopes that Books will start eating chalk, raid the hotel soap, actively burn the microphone, Jabbafy the chat, give a shoutout to the timelord, pick our perfect commentators, sports!, make our ankle hair fashionable, hear the worst pitch in all of existence, make good use of the booty hole hair, quit the pod, test our Star Wars knowledge, talk about a small boy, become the first metaphorical Jedi, channel the force via butt plug, put all the Jedi tricks in the bag, make the Jedi fashion, flawlessly pronounce Star Wars names, and somehow successfully man