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Butter Yoda and Vader Sculptures Will Force-Choke You With Trans Fat - Kooky Star Wars Tribute
By Great White Snark | November 21, 2008
For some people, a 1,000-pound slab of butter makes for a great start to a bikini-model wrestling tournament.
And some people see the raw material for a life-size sculpture of two iconic Star Wars figures.
To each their own. To each their (lonely, virginal) own.
From A Welsh View:
Each year at the Tulsa State Fair, an artist is commissioned to make a sculpture out of butter. In past years, cows, farmers, and baseball players were created out of hundreds of pounds of butter. This year, in celebration of Star Wars’s final episode, TSF is featuring Darth Vader and Yoda, all dairy-like.
That’s right. These photos are incredibly dated. But since when does anyone remember anything that happened on the Intertubeways more than a week ago? Even if you’ve seen these before, you probably don’t even realize it.
Just wait ’til you see the video I’m saving for a post next week. I don’t want to spoil the surprise or anything, but let’s just say that a spastic fat kid swinging around a metal rod like it’s a lightsaber = hilarity. You’re going to love it. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if it became an internet sensation. Mark my words, people!
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Tags: Darth Vader, Kooky Star Wars Tribute, Star Wars, Yoda
November 21st, 2008 at 10:59 am
Is Butter-Yoda force-lifting a butter-stone? Pretty sweet.
And yes, please bring back the Star Wars Kid. Miss him.
November 21st, 2008 at 7:37 pm
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November 21st, 2008 at 7:53 pm
Is it just me or does Vader look like he’s singing “When you wish upon a star” while holding a billy club?
November 23rd, 2008 at 11:37 pm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, butter.
Sorry, I’m a WASP. There’s a stick of butter on my family’s coat of arms. (Along with a bottle of Scotch.)