"Master," he said, "for what would you like for your lunch to be?"
Jabba looked around and smiled sheepishly. "I would like for lunch... some Jedi meat."
Immediately, a squadron of Jabba's ships were launched into the reaches of space. The Jedis sensed what was wrong.
In another planet, Luke said, "I think we're on the dinner menu... literally, for lunch, to be eaten."
Han Solo stroked Luke's hair erotically. "Nothing to be concerned about, dear boy," he said gently.
Suddenly the roof of their trendy downtown apartment exploded and all of these soldiers starting shooting at them.
"Deflect!" cried Like, waving his lightsaber, causing the bullets to go back and kill all the soldiers in a massive McFlurry of blood.
"Quick Han, inside!"
Although Luke was clearly indicating toward the escape pod, Han thrust his enormous cock into Luke's arse.
"Cheeky, cheeky," said Luke.
Han Solo grinned sheepishly and the two flew away, "attached" in more way than one and "fucking violently" in only one way but in a fairly explicit fashion.
They arrived at a new unexplored planet.
They looked around. All the people were strange. They bought a drink from a cantina and looked at the label. It was....DIET COKE.
It was earth!