Star Wars: Ring the Dinner Bell
This tale begin long ago in a galaksy far off. Jabba the Hut was hungry! In fact, he was HANGRY! So he asked Bib Fortuna where the best place on Tattooween was to get a dinner. Bib Fortuna knew where to go.
"We shall go to TGI Friday's, most exalted one!" exclaimed the very axcited Bib.
"Fuck no!" said Jabba, "Their shit's too salty!"
Bib was a little disappointed. "Alright, well, you wanna go to Long John's again?"
"Fucking yes, motherfucker!"
So Bib loaded Jabba onto his special car, which was made for fat fucks, and they drove to Rolling Acres to eat at Long John Silver's. When they got there, they saw that the Alaskan Gold Rush Shrimpy Sampler was on special for only 7 bones!
"I want it!" screamed Jabba.
"Ok, fine," replied Bib, "but you have to eat the whole thing. It comes with cole slaw. Do you like cole salw?"
"No! Gross!"
"Ok," said Bib, "then you have to get something else. I don't care for it either, and I won't have food going to waste."
Jabba agreed on the Number Five with an extra piece of fish, and Bib got the Number Six, because he obviously doesn't give a shit if the whole business goes down the tubes. Pretty soon, Sy Snootles came around with the basket of Hush Puppies and Fries! Bib and Jabba were very happy, though a bit confused.
"Why the hell are you working here?" asked Bib.
Sy looked embarrassed. "Aw, hell, Max kicked me out of the fucking band because my fucking clarinet broke. I'll kill him!"
Jabba got axcited. "Let's cook him and eat him!"
So Bib, Sy, and Jabba put Long John's to the torch, and then went and found Max Rebo sitting in his hot tub. They threw a hair dryer in the water, and then they deep-fried him. They invited all their fucked-up friends over, like Yak face and Greedy and whatever, and they ate Max.
He tasted salty!
This tale begin long ago in a galaksy far off. Jabba the Hut was hungry! In fact, he was HANGRY! So he asked Bib Fortuna where the best place on Tattooween was to get a dinner. Bib Fortuna knew where to go.
"We shall go to TGI Friday's, most exalted one!" exclaimed the very axcited Bib.
"Fuck no!" said Jabba, "Their shit's too salty!"
Bib was a little disappointed. "Alright, well, you wanna go to Long John's again?"
"Fucking yes, motherfucker!"
So Bib loaded Jabba onto his special car, which was made for fat fucks, and they drove to Rolling Acres to eat at Long John Silver's. When they got there, they saw that the Alaskan Gold Rush Shrimpy Sampler was on special for only 7 bones!
"I want it!" screamed Jabba.
"Ok, fine," replied Bib, "but you have to eat the whole thing. It comes with cole slaw. Do you like cole salw?"
"No! Gross!"
"Ok," said Bib, "then you have to get something else. I don't care for it either, and I won't have food going to waste."
Jabba agreed on the Number Five with an extra piece of fish, and Bib got the Number Six, because he obviously doesn't give a shit if the whole business goes down the tubes. Pretty soon, Sy Snootles came around with the basket of Hush Puppies and Fries! Bib and Jabba were very happy, though a bit confused.
"Why the hell are you working here?" asked Bib.
Sy looked embarrassed. "Aw, hell, Max kicked me out of the fucking band because my fucking clarinet broke. I'll kill him!"
Jabba got axcited. "Let's cook him and eat him!"
So Bib, Sy, and Jabba put Long John's to the torch, and then went and found Max Rebo sitting in his hot tub. They threw a hair dryer in the water, and then they deep-fried him. They invited all their fucked-up friends over, like Yak face and Greedy and whatever, and they ate Max.
He tasted salty!
