Movie Night - or - Why Never On Time, Wookies Are
|Movie night, tonight was. Unfortunately, Windu's turn to pick the movie, it was. Choose Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, he did. Always a chick-flick he chooses. Never a James Bond film or one of those movies with Jedi Master Jackie Chan he wants.|
He said like a good cry having, he felt. But movie or no movie, like that, he always feels! He says more sensitive, we need to be. Be more in touch with our feminine side we should. Mmph! The only side Windu has, his feminine side is. And a whiny, crybaby it has to be.
Anyway, in town, Chewbacca is, so him we invited. A big mistake, that was! Get nowhere on time you can, when a Wookie you bring. The reason, this is:
Supposed to be ready to leave at 7pm, we were. But no less than 3 hours to get ready, it takes a Wookie. Rush a Wookie you do not! And of course, perfect, Chewbacca's hair had to be.
To share his curling iron with Chewie, Young Skywalker tried. But know he did not that go near a Wookie with a hot curling iron, you should not. His good arm, Young Skywalker almost lost.
Maybe, post such an embarrassing picture I should not, you think? Well, payback, this is. You see, an embarrassing photo of me on his blog, Chewbacca posted. So, whatever do you, click this link and look at it, do not! Explain that picture I must, I feel. An experimental time, the 60's were. Some things I did, that proud of I am not. But inhale, I did not! Destroy all the negatives, Chewbacca would, he promised me. A way to treat frat brothers, this is not!
Thanks to Fluke Starbucker for the Chewbacca picture.
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