All These Baby Jabba Fans Need To Put Some Respect On Rotta The Huttlet’s Name
Listen. It’s been a weekend, okay? A long one. I basically went way too hard all weekend, and while I’m over here trying to detox my Tuesday away, yet another stream of discourse comes along to derail any happiness I might’ve had brewing.
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Listen. I get it. Baby things are cute. Like, you could show me a “baby” concept of almost anything and I’d melt. But what we are not gonna do on Al Gore’s internet in the year of our lord 2020 – is act like Baby Jabba didn’t already exist. His name is Rotta the Hutt.
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Oh, you didn’t know about Rotta the Hutt? That’s because you probably didn’t watch The Clone Wars feature film, and to be honest – I don’t rightfully blame you. This silmy little macguffin was the centerpiece to the 2008 precursor to the Clone Wars animated series, where Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, and Obi-Wan Kenobi go on a glorified babysitting/rescue mission to save Jabba the Hutt’s son, and ensure the Galactic Republic’s relationship with his cartel isn’t jeopardized. (I know, it kinda sucked. I already said I couldn’t blame you if you hadn’t seen it.)
Be that as it may, I will not accept the revisionist history that some “Baby Jabba” concept is this all-new idea. Put some goddamn respect on Rotta the Huttlet’s name.
I’ll still pinch both of their little fat cheeks though.