We Are All Thumbs

The saying “I’m all thumbs” isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Wicket wishes he had even two — even one — so that he could steal more food from my plate without leaving a telltale trail of edible carnage from my table to his current location. A fork could be a real boon to his criminal ventures, don’t you think?

Clandestine dinner pilfering wouldn’t be all the little fellow would get up to, though, I assure you. A Wicket with thumbs would be a danger to all of us. He’d be driving our cars, using our credit cards in Vegas to hit up the slot machines and roulette tables, and thwarting The Empire at every turn.

He’d be a downright… Ewok. Maybe he’d even work his way up to Wookiee?