Wild Bill vs The Star Wars R2D2 Mailbox

My brother Big Mike left a voice mail on my cell phone and told me that there is a Star Wars R2D2 Mailbox at one of the post offices near our house. Well that will not stand. First they replace mailboxes with droids, then whats next, people?

I loaded up the family and headed out to destroy the R2D2 mailbox.

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My idea was to have my 3 year old son sit on the R2D2 mailbox, crushing it with his weight, while I made funny faces and pointed at it until it ran away. Nothing we tried worked, R2D2 was not afraid of us. Hell if the little trashcan is not freaked out by Yoda’s pointy green ears and Frank Oz like voice then why did I think I could strike fear in his transistor heart?

Next time we’ll have to get Darth Cheney to use the force of Haliburton to create a war on the metal bastard!

P.S. Notice the sign right above the mailbox. Here is what it said:

So that explains it, the little mailbox has Ronnie watching over him. Sometimes I feel like Ronnie is watching over us all.