"Well it could be worse," Anakin said when Dustfinger told him his blunder,
"Worse! How could it be worse?"
"Well," Anakin said thinking, "We could have Barney on board now that would be scary."
Dustfinger shivered, "Or those people on the shows last night,"
Anakin nodded, "See if you look at the happy side of life everything gets better, now what were we talking about?"
Dustfinger shook his head, Anakin was a hopeless cause, and he knew, that now.
Down at a small planet in a vicinity of Beetle Juice a small boy was staring at the sky, according to the mime who was a witness there, the next thing that happened changed the boy's life forever; a soda can fell from the sky!
"The gods must be crazy!" the boy yelled, the mime shook his head, and began to pretend there was a brick was in front of him.
Anakin threw another soda can out the window, "This is fun Dustfinger, and someone's bound to read these help notes!"
"Yes I know I'm a genius," Dustfinger replied snacking on Pirate Booty.
"Ford," the boys mother said as they talked to the mayor, "Now tell this nice man exactly what you saw,"
"This little can fell from the sky, and there paper inside,"
The mayor looked at the note it read:
Help, floating away, watched too much T.V, stuck with a psychotic freak, please reply.