"Vader there is a dead human in our house." I said to Vader my roommate.
"Oh, how did he get here?" Vader replied.
"Vader what did you do?"
What! I didn't do this."
Explain what happened Vader."
"I've never seen this man before in my life."
"Why did you kill this person Vader?"
"I do not kill people, that is my least favorite thing to do."
"Tell me Vader what you were doing before I got home."
"Well I was up stairs…"
"OK."
"Sitting in my room…"
"Yes."
Reading a book…"
"Go on."
"And this guy walked in."
"Go on."
"I went up to him."
"Yes."
"And I uh…stabbed him 37 times in the chest."
"Vaaaderr! That kills people!"
"Oh I didn't know that."
"How could you not know that?"
"Yeah I'm in the wrong here. I suck."
"What happened to his hands." I asked when I noticed that they were missing.
"What's that?"
"His hands? Why are the missing."
"Well I kind of cooked them up and eat them."
"Vaader?"
"Well I was hungry and when you crave hands…"
"Why in this galaxy would you do that?"
"I was hungry for hands. Give me a break."
"Vader"
"My stomach was making the rumbles."
"Vader."
"That only hands would satisfy."
"What is wrong with you Vader?"
"Well I kill people and I eat hands… that's two thing."