Every time I check in on Star Wars, there’s a new stupid little creature (colloquially known as a Glup Shitto) everyone’s into. The latest of these is Biddy Blas, a braggadocious pod racer and mama’s boy who stands out for his shrill Huttese quips. “Ding dong pookie, ding dong,” he crows. “Scrib doon!” If you love that, here’s a video of him doing a little victory dance.
If you hate that, here’s a video of him dying in a fireball.
Oh my God I killed Biddy Blas, I’m so sorry wawa 😭 https://t.co/tNVYHbDxGpOctober 15, 2026
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In a follow-up video, he said he had some “good news” that he wasn’t ready to announce just yet, and thanked all the Biddy-heads for the doors a sudden spotlight like this opens. “I know you’re doing it for Biddy. I know you’re doing it for him. But I benefit from him as well … I appreciate all the love. And hate, and frustration.” It is a racing game, after all.
This all seems like further proof that the true heart of Star Wars has never been the cosmic conflict between good and evil, the ill-fated schemes of devilish bureaucrats, or even the swashbuckling battles between space ascetics with laser swords. No, the true heart of Star Wars is watching a crusty little freak say nonsense words and going on a wiki to check if “jizz music” was a real thing George Lucas signed off on. In the Disney era, it has been amended to the more family friendly “jatz music” (which I don’t hate), but a true jizz wailer never dies.







