YA: Greetings I receive. HEE HEE HEE HEE
RW: Now Yoda, I've always had something
important to ask you.
YA: Shoot, mighty furred one.
RW: How do you make that swell swamp
YA: Many hours it does take. Yoda had to
scrape all too much roadkill from the swamp. AND THE STEW
LUKE DID NOT EVEN APPRICIATE!
RW: That's another thing. Why do you talk
in dangling participles all the time?
YA: The same of you, I was about to ask!
RW: Aha. Maybe if I talked like you do, I
could have a higher understanding of life and the force
that surrounds us?
YA: Try it if you must. Paid by the hour,
RW (Closing his eyes): Okay. Raise the
stage light, I want to!
YA (Flying into the air): YOU FOOL!
MISSED YOU DID! STOP WITH YOUR
RW: Bwa! Sorry, Master Yoda!
YA (Falling to the ground flat on his
back): Ooooh. Feel good that didn't.
RW: Oh well. I hope your medical
insurance covers Force accidents. Thank you for