The Modern Stormtrooper

Why is it that you can never find the droids you are looking for? I have no idea where these pictures were taken from, they've been on my machine for a while. How much fun could you have with a stormtrooper outfit, and going about your daily routine. Nipping into the shops for some milk, sitting on a train reading the paper, the Herald of course, just for the broadsheet awkwardness. Muttering to the person next to you about the sorry state of Cityrail. "These train delays are awful. You should see the system they have on Alderan, fantastic. Mind you, there are some pretty strange folks in their carriages, let me tell you." "Oh the suit, haha, no. I just get it drycleaned. My wife says it makes a hell of racket in the washing machine." "Ever had a bee in your bonnet? I mean a real bee..." "I tried a tie once, but it just doesnt suit. What colours goes with white I ask you?" "Oh yeah, it does get a little uncomfortable in summer. This material just does not breathe. But thats a useful feature when you're in deep space, what with those air-conditioners pumping out that super dry air." "They're pretty rigid about uniforms, I dont mind it so much but my boss hates the all black of management. He has a dandruff problem you see, cant shake it- so to speak. He says he just can't find those girls who love a man in uniform." Anyone else want a go? I'm running a little thin. "Alright pal, we've had reports of a white male with a shaved head holding up a liquor store downtown...I think you'd better come with us." "This is a good neighbourhood, we dont want your sort hanging around causing trouble." "They dont call them 'speeders' for nothing, I'm going to need to see your licence buddy." "Uh-oh, no toilet paper. Once again, scotchguarding my underwear has saved my ass." "There's a trick to this, have to twist it as you push... I can never get it first time."