The Emperor's Problems
A Star Wars work
"Lord Vader, I have a problem!" yelled Palpatine.
"What is it, my master?" Vader asked.
"The dirty pictures in my closet are getting old," responded the old man.
"You know, it's none of my business, but WTF?! Seriously, who would let you take a picture of them naked? No one would ever do that, even under penalty of death!" screamed Vader.
"I bought some whores. Besides, I killed them afterwards, and bought some male prostitutes," was the emperor's response. I always knew he was a gay pedophile.
"Master, let me see the pictures," said lord Vader. Palpatine passed them over. "These are sure some old, ugly bitchs, my master." Vader paused, "my master, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS PICTURE OF ME?!"
"I can't tell you," said the dirty old man.
"Why did you buy OLD whores?" asked Vader.
"They weren't old when I took the pictures…" responded Palpatine.
"Well why are they so old right now and why is this one of me older than you? You know what, fuck this," Vader said as he through the pictures out the airlock, and watched them burn, "there, no more pictures, problem solved!"
"But what about the NEW pictures? I need new pictures lord Vader," Palpatine said.
"Buy some new whores, take their pictures, and don't add the dark side to the pictures, that way you won't need new pictures, and I won't see them!" screamed the dark lord.
"Fine," said the odd, old man.
Later, in Palpatine's private quarters.
"Thank you ladies for coming, I will enjoy these pictures. On your way out, make sure to take a left, the stormtroopers will show you the way out," said Palpatine to his whores. Gunshots are heard outside of the room, along with screams of the whores.
"Come in boys!" yelled Palpatine…
The End, or is it?