If you shoot a door lock in Star Wars it opens it, locks it, prevents it from ever being opened or locked again, or won’t hold them for long. Whatever you want; they don’t give a shit.

If you’re fighting an AT-ST in Star Wars there’s either nothing on this planet that can scratch that thing’s legs or you can have some teddy bears roll some loose lumber at it.

If you’re a Stormtrooper in Star Wars your name is either Porp Betamax or Geoff 9.

If you’re making clones in Star Wars, they’re either an army of perfect soldiers or a lopsided wad of shit in a bathrobe that dies without ever fucking doing anything.