Once apon a time there was a twat names luke skywalker more commonly known as satchel face. He had a dream. A dream to run away and join the space opera in a place named i-a-am-a-a-gay-a-puff-a-so-a-i-a-sing-a-in-a-bars-a-for-a-fuck-a-all it was a triky name and ment leagandry light in clingon. Han solo said "kid I want ya to join the army with me, you would be good cduz I have this conspiracy to buy a tank, name it fluffkin meat loaf and kill my wife. Whom as far as im concerned..….is a pineapple." But he just liked his toe and said "But HANNY BABES I WANT TO GO TO THE BALEEEEE" "You mean balet?" He said. "Yes."
Bolly wood dance number: WHEN YOU WISH APON A DEATH STAR
MAKE NO MATTER HOW NEAR OR FAR
DON'T JOIN THE ARMY
JUST GO TO THE FRIKEN BALEEEEEEE
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