You work hard all day, busting your ass to pay the bills, and afterwards you just want to kick back with an ice-cold glass of bluish milk and a couple of death sticks. What business of anyone else's is it what you choose to put in your own body? And of course those holier-than-thou Jedi don't have any problem with "substance abuse" when the substance in question is coffeine.

I do question the marketing strategies, both of naming the product after one of its more unfortunate side effects and of choosing salesmen with names like "Sleazebaggano" (who trusts drugs from an i-tal?). But maybe they are trying some sort of truth-in-advertising thing, a la

Anyway, I think we all appreciate the inclusion of a seamy underbelly that is not related to Ultimate Galactic Evil. The Star Wars universe could use more minor criminality.