Darth Rummy Edition
- Senator, I suggest you back the f*** down before I unleash my Force-lightning on your ass, Yoda-style.
- If you do not join us, you will die, my young apprentice.
- Are you threatening me, Master Senator? I find your lack of faith...(choking sounds) most disturbing.
- RUMMY: Are you threatening me, Master Senator?
MACE: The Senate will decide your fate.
RUMMY: (burst of anger) I am the Senate! - The shields will not be disabled. Your insignificant rebellion will be crushed. Unless, of course, the tiny force of rebels on the forest moon of Endor somehow manage to team up with a bunch of irritating, overgrown teddy bears and somehow defeat a crack squad of the Empire's best, most heavily-armed troops, all of whom are wearing full body armor that's apparently only vulnerable to attacks from sticks and rocks. But anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, give in to your hate, my young apprentice....feel the power of the Dark Side.
- So then I says to the Senate: awoogaawoogaawooga (insert jazzy spirit fingers here) - your mojo doesn't work on me, boys.
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