Jango’s [dad] Jokes

I’m just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe.

[fett-the-original-jango]

Still water? Yeah, what else would it be?

[fett-the-original-jango]

What's with your clones adopting every kid they see?

They get it from their DNA template

[emerie-karr-deactivated20250526]

I have a little brother , two twin sisters , and a niece . . . may the emperor be with me

[fett-the-original-jango]

Ha! Now you know how I feel.

[fett-the-original-jango]

Here’s a good one for you:

Where do Mandalorians have mixed feelings about shopping?

The (darth) maul.

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Capitalism? What about the lower case??!” - Karl [punctuation] Marx

[fett-the-original-jango]

So a man walks into a bar and says,

“Ouch!”

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Among the millions

@fett-the-original-jango

Tipoca City, Kamino - Section 8541

Section 4825 was a building on the farthest side of the city and was restricted to only trainers and Kaminoian scientists. It was home to the Republic’s most elite task force, Clone Force 87. They were a ten unit task force that operated with proficiency and excellence specializing in silent assassinations and working from within enemy lines. They carried out the Republic’s most brutal of missions that were labeled as death missions.

The door to the small task force barracks was opened as two Mandalorian’s entered the room. Inside, the task force was asleep dreaming of the battlefield of victory. “ Tomorrow, is their first day of deployment. “ said their trainer, Veras Vungad he said as he walked passed each sleeping soldier he noticed the other man stopped at one rack observing one of his soldiers. He walked over noticing that the other was watching his smallest soldier. “ that’s Cs-4825. She’s capable to handling deployment she was designed to be child sized for a reason.“ He said softly as to not wake the young girl from sleep.

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Interesting,” the other man said, without much of anything specific to say on the matter. He’d just been curious.

He chuckled. “It’s still a bit strange seeing all these different versions of me. It was a bit different when they were all in their growth chambers.” Fett gestured toward the tiny one, “And now they’ve got a female-me as well.”

He paused for a moment, looking back at her with a slightly more puzzled expression. She was tiny. “You say this one’s fit for combat? How old is she?”

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Veras blinked “ She’s only nine years old but she’s more than capable of handling combat missions. “ he said watching the young girl shift in her sleep “ she’s designed to be a one man army. Deliberately designed to be much smaller and younger for the missions she’ll carry out” he added

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Hm,” Jango hummed. He brought a hand up, covering his mouth. “Who’s idea was this? I’m curious to see weather their hypothesis will prove correct.” There was a sort of doubtful aloofness within his demeanor.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

He sighed “ Bric and I signed the deployment papers and well the Kaminoians “ he said

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Well I suppose it is under their discretion.” He shrugged. “I’m no scientist, but sending children into battle… seems ill advised.” The man’s arms were crossed now, but his facial expression remained politely neutral. He might as well have been wearing his helmet, he was so difficult to read.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

“She’s more than capable “ he said turning around and walking away. “ I tried her to be the best” he added

[fett-the-original-jango]

Fett followed without another word about the girl, with feigned indifference.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Among the millions

@fett-the-original-jango

Tipoca City, Kamino - Section 8541

Section 4825 was a building on the farthest side of the city and was restricted to only trainers and Kaminoian scientists. It was home to the Republic’s most elite task force, Clone Force 87. They were a ten unit task force that operated with proficiency and excellence specializing in silent assassinations and working from within enemy lines. They carried out the Republic’s most brutal of missions that were labeled as death missions.

The door to the small task force barracks was opened as two Mandalorian’s entered the room. Inside, the task force was asleep dreaming of the battlefield of victory. “ Tomorrow, is their first day of deployment. “ said their trainer, Veras Vungad he said as he walked passed each sleeping soldier he noticed the other man stopped at one rack observing one of his soldiers. He walked over noticing that the other was watching his smallest soldier. “ that’s Cs-4825. She’s capable to handling deployment she was designed to be child sized for a reason.“ He said softly as to not wake the young girl from sleep.

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Interesting,” the other man said, without much of anything specific to say on the matter. He’d just been curious.

He chuckled. “It’s still a bit strange seeing all these different versions of me. It was a bit different when they were all in their growth chambers.” Fett gestured toward the tiny one, “And now they’ve got a female-me as well.”

He paused for a moment, looking back at her with a slightly more puzzled expression. She was tiny. “You say this one’s fit for combat? How old is she?”

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Veras blinked “ She’s only nine years old but she’s more than capable of handling combat missions. “ he said watching the young girl shift in her sleep “ she’s designed to be a one man army. Deliberately designed to be much smaller and younger for the missions she’ll carry out” he added

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Hm,” Jango hummed. He brought a hand up, covering his mouth. “Who’s idea was this? I’m curious to see weather their hypothesis will prove correct.” There was a sort of doubtful aloofness within his demeanor.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

He sighed “ Bric and I signed the deployment papers and well the Kaminoians “ he said

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Well I suppose it is under their discretion.” He shrugged. “I’m no scientist, but sending children into battle… seems ill advised.” The man’s arms were crossed now, but his facial expression remained politely neutral. He might as well have been wearing his helmet, he was so difficult to read.

[son-of-fett]

@fett-the-original-jango

Father are you aware they made girl clones of you?

[fett-the-original-jango]

…. No, I was not aware of that. How the hell-

[son-of-fett]

I don’t want to know but I am not calling them my sisters

[fett-the-original-jango]

That’s fine, ad’ika. I’m not sure what to call them.

[son-of-fett]

Defectives ?

[fett-the-original-jango]

A bit harsh.

[son-of-fett]

Besides they’ll wash out only the strongest survive

[fett-the-original-jango]

Whatever you say. But when one of them gets you into a fight over that, it’ll be your problem.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Among the millions

@fett-the-original-jango

Tipoca City, Kamino - Section 8541

Section 4825 was a building on the farthest side of the city and was restricted to only trainers and Kaminoian scientists. It was home to the Republic’s most elite task force, Clone Force 87. They were a ten unit task force that operated with proficiency and excellence specializing in silent assassinations and working from within enemy lines. They carried out the Republic’s most brutal of missions that were labeled as death missions.

The door to the small task force barracks was opened as two Mandalorian’s entered the room. Inside, the task force was asleep dreaming of the battlefield of victory. “ Tomorrow, is their first day of deployment. “ said their trainer, Veras Vungad he said as he walked passed each sleeping soldier he noticed the other man stopped at one rack observing one of his soldiers. He walked over noticing that the other was watching his smallest soldier. “ that’s Cs-4825. She’s capable to handling deployment she was designed to be child sized for a reason.“ He said softly as to not wake the young girl from sleep.

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Interesting,” the other man said, without much of anything specific to say on the matter. He’d just been curious.

He chuckled. “It’s still a bit strange seeing all these different versions of me. It was a bit different when they were all in their growth chambers.” Fett gestured toward the tiny one, “And now they’ve got a female-me as well.”

He paused for a moment, looking back at her with a slightly more puzzled expression. She was tiny. “You say this one’s fit for combat? How old is she?”

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Veras blinked “ She’s only nine years old but she’s more than capable of handling combat missions. “ he said watching the young girl shift in her sleep “ she’s designed to be a one man army. Deliberately designed to be much smaller and younger for the missions she’ll carry out” he added

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Hm,” Jango hummed. He brought a hand up, covering his mouth. “Who’s idea was this? I’m curious to see weather their hypothesis will prove correct.” There was a sort of doubtful aloofness within his demeanor.

[son-of-fett]

@fett-the-original-jango

Father are you aware they made girl clones of you?

[fett-the-original-jango]

…. No, I was not aware of that. How the hell-

[son-of-fett]

I don’t want to know but I am not calling them my sisters

[fett-the-original-jango]

That’s fine, ad’ika. I’m not sure what to call them.

[son-of-fett]

Defectives ?

[fett-the-original-jango]

A bit harsh.

[son-of-fett]

@fett-the-original-jango

Father are you aware they made girl clones of you?

[fett-the-original-jango]

…. No, I was not aware of that. How the hell-

[son-of-fett]

I don’t want to know but I am not calling them my sisters

[fett-the-original-jango]

That’s fine, ad’ika. I’m not sure what to call them.

[mandalorian-clone-trainer]

Among the millions

@fett-the-original-jango

Tipoca City, Kamino - Section 8541

Section 4825 was a building on the farthest side of the city and was restricted to only trainers and Kaminoian scientists. It was home to the Republic’s most elite task force, Clone Force 87. They were a ten unit task force that operated with proficiency and excellence specializing in silent assassinations and working from within enemy lines. They carried out the Republic’s most brutal of missions that were labeled as death missions.

The door to the small task force barracks was opened as two Mandalorian’s entered the room. Inside, the task force was asleep dreaming of the battlefield of victory. “ Tomorrow, is their first day of deployment. “ said their trainer, Veras Vungad he said as he walked passed each sleeping soldier he noticed the other man stopped at one rack observing one of his soldiers. He walked over noticing that the other was watching his smallest soldier. “ that’s Cs-4825. She’s capable to handling deployment she was designed to be child sized for a reason.“ He said softly as to not wake the young girl from sleep.

[fett-the-original-jango]

“Interesting,” the other man said, without much of anything specific to say on the matter. He’d just been curious.

He chuckled. “It’s still a bit strange seeing all these different versions of me. It was a bit different when they were all in their growth chambers.” Fett gestured toward the tiny one, “And now they’ve got a female-me as well.”

He paused for a moment, looking back at her with a slightly more puzzled expression. She was tiny. “You say this one’s fit for combat? How old is she?”

[son-of-fett]

@fett-the-original-jango

Father are you aware they made girl clones of you?

[fett-the-original-jango]

…. No, I was not aware of that. How the hell-

[wrecking-ball-99]

LET👏WRECKER👏BLOW👏STUFF👏UP👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

See @tbbs-best-hair??? LET ME MAKE IT GO BOOM

[tbbs-best-hair]

NO

[thistechnologicalterror]

OH I WOULD NOT KNOW ABOUT THAT, SERGEANT...

WHAT IF I SENT A REQUEST AS YOUR SUPERIOR OFFICER, WITH DETONATOR ATTACHED?

[wrecking-ball-99]

[fett-the-original-jango]

Did you hear of the explosion in the garment factory? So many casual tees.

[thistechnologicalterror]

HA-HAH!

THAT IS A GOOD ONE, SIR, AND...

WAIT. WAIT A MOMENT...

... WELL. I SUPPOSE THIS WAS AN EVENTUALITY.

GREETINGS, JANGO FETT.

NOW THIS IS GOING TO GET INTERESTING.

[fett-the-original-jango]

Greetings. You’re uh.. Kenobi’s friend, yes?

[wrecking-ball-99]

LET👏WRECKER👏BLOW👏STUFF👏UP👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

See @tbbs-best-hair??? LET ME MAKE IT GO BOOM

[tbbs-best-hair]

NO

[thistechnologicalterror]

OH I WOULD NOT KNOW ABOUT THAT, SERGEANT...

WHAT IF I SENT A REQUEST AS YOUR SUPERIOR OFFICER, WITH DETONATOR ATTACHED?

[wrecking-ball-99]

[fett-the-original-jango]

Did you hear of the explosion in the garment factory? So many casual tees.

[striker-reckoning]

HEY

I WAS THINKING ABOUT IT AND WE NEED A JANGO FETT BLOG ANY TAKERS

[tigerthespahget]

If there’s no other volunteers then I’ll be Jango

[striker-reckoning]

Take him we need a Jango Mango

[fett-the-original-jango]

What on Malachor did you just call me?

[striker-reckoning]

from Mun: My baby nephew used to call you Jango Mango

[fett-the-original-jango]

Oh wow! They’re so sweet!