And now for the next chapter of the fic you all love. The fic that Katrea says
is more pointless than the green bananas joke! (Check Reviews. I'm not lying.)
Star Wars For silly people!!!
Luke was depressed. After the releases of Star Wars: Episode 1 and the gawd awful
(notice I spell god "gawd". Its for extra emphisis.) Episode 2 Luke was losing
popularity. When "A New Hope" came out no kid in his right mind would be caught
dead saying "I get to be Obi-Wan!" when it came time to play Star Wars. But now
all anyone talked about is Anakin this and Obi-Wan that. This was a huge blow to
Lukes ego. So he decided to go to Yoda for advice.
"Beaten their popularity can be. Become hipper than them you must." said wise old
Yoda. "But how? How can I beat them? Their action figures are much cooler than mine!"
inquired Luke. "Become Hip-Hop master you must. Mad tracks you must lay down." replyed
Yoda. This surprised Luke. "I didn't know you knew about Hip-Hop." said a very confused
Luke. "Oh yes back in the day down with the homies I was." replied Yoda Bitches I did
smack up! Bling bling I did sport! Forties I did ch-" Luke interupted "Uh okay thanks
for the advice!" Than he ran away from Yoda as fast as his Jedi legs could take him.
"Run off they always do. Why I wonder?" thought Yoda. "Oh well" he said out loud. Then
he put on a green fur coat, a hat with a feather in it, and replaced his wooden cane
with a gold one. "Get me some ass I must." said Yoda the pimp. (Come on don't be
surprised. You knew the first time you saw Yoda he was a playah. Thats right I spelt
player with an "ah". Deal with it Yo.)
Despite his sudden fear of his 2 foot tall teacher, Luke saw some wisdom in his grammaticly
incorrect words. A rapper eh.......
This is the first story in this fic that will have a 2nd part.
As for the whole Yoda thing I appologize. It seemed like a good
idea at the time. Yo.
is more pointless than the green bananas joke! (Check Reviews. I'm not lying.)
Star Wars For silly people!!!
Luke was depressed. After the releases of Star Wars: Episode 1 and the gawd awful
(notice I spell god "gawd". Its for extra emphisis.) Episode 2 Luke was losing
popularity. When "A New Hope" came out no kid in his right mind would be caught
dead saying "I get to be Obi-Wan!" when it came time to play Star Wars. But now
all anyone talked about is Anakin this and Obi-Wan that. This was a huge blow to
Lukes ego. So he decided to go to Yoda for advice.
"Beaten their popularity can be. Become hipper than them you must." said wise old
Yoda. "But how? How can I beat them? Their action figures are much cooler than mine!"
inquired Luke. "Become Hip-Hop master you must. Mad tracks you must lay down." replyed
Yoda. This surprised Luke. "I didn't know you knew about Hip-Hop." said a very confused
Luke. "Oh yes back in the day down with the homies I was." replied Yoda Bitches I did
smack up! Bling bling I did sport! Forties I did ch-" Luke interupted "Uh okay thanks
for the advice!" Than he ran away from Yoda as fast as his Jedi legs could take him.
"Run off they always do. Why I wonder?" thought Yoda. "Oh well" he said out loud. Then
he put on a green fur coat, a hat with a feather in it, and replaced his wooden cane
with a gold one. "Get me some ass I must." said Yoda the pimp. (Come on don't be
surprised. You knew the first time you saw Yoda he was a playah. Thats right I spelt
player with an "ah". Deal with it Yo.)
Despite his sudden fear of his 2 foot tall teacher, Luke saw some wisdom in his grammaticly
incorrect words. A rapper eh.......
This is the first story in this fic that will have a 2nd part.
As for the whole Yoda thing I appologize. It seemed like a good
idea at the time. Yo.