Clit 45

The word "clit" entered into the Star Wars fans' lexicon a few years back when Los Angeles-based street-punk outfit Clit 45 quarreled with some Lucasites outside the premiere for Star Wars II: Attack of the Clones. Sci-fi geeks had been in line for days waiting for the opening of the film and had already been subject to the gawking of gapers by the time the Mohawked Clit boys came strolling up. The punks told the nerds to get a life; the nerds told the punks to go back to Hot Topic. More inane quibbling ensued, and then a husky fan (who claims to have been hanging with his mom in line) threw an uppercut to one of the spiky-haired verbal abusers, who went down like a lead zeppelin. Caught on videotape, the incident was broadcast all over the 'net, and Clit 45 entered the history books as shit-talking kids who stood up for, er, the right to talk shit. Punk's not dead; it just needs to get punched in the face once in a while.