Dooku: The Final Insult

Tonight, the door bell I heard. Very insistant the ringing was. Down to open it I rushed. When opened the door I had, burning on the porch a small fire was! With my feet, quickly I stomped it out. Then I found out that a burning bag of Wookie droppings it was! Ruined, my Scooby-Doo slippers were! Behind the bushes, someone snickering I heard. Then off he ran. You it was, I know, Dooku! The only one I know who wears a top hat and cape you are! (By the way, Liberace called - his wardrobe back he wants! Hmph!) But the worst that was not. Earlier today, to Coruscant City Hall I went. My own parking space I have there. About to park my airspeeder I was, when Dooku's airspeeder in my spot I saw! Just getting out he was. "Excuse me," I said, "my spot that is." Dooku smirked as that stupid snicker he did. "Oh come now, Old Bean, you don't expect me to park my Aston Martin in with everyone else do you? Surely it shouldn't be too difficult to find a spot for that old thing you putter around in, should it? Cheerio!" Wha-?! Ooooooh, so mad I am! Too angry for words I am! Still, agreed to settle this like civilized people we have. Do the only thing intelligent, rational people who have these kind of disagreements can do, we will. Go on the Jerry Springer show we will. Tomorrow - Dooku: The Reckoning, Smackdown on Springer