Windu, the Cure for Common Boredom
|Bored I am. Bored. Bored. Bored.|
I guess smite down some evil doers I could. Nah, done that already today I have.
Force-wedgies? Nah, getting monotonous that is. Almost used to it, the Jedi are now.
Mess with Windu, I could. Yes, always fun that is.
"Windu, a spot you missed on your head."
"Yes. When polishing your head you were. A spot you missed."
"Oh my God! I went out in public like this! Why don't people tell me these things?! Where? Where's the spot? Show me."
"Oh. See it clearly now, I can. My mistake that is. Miss a spot you did not."
"Well, thank goodness! You about gave me a coronary there."
"Yes, like a common liver spot it looks to me."
"What?! Oh no! No, no, no! I'm too young to start getting liver spots! Oh God!"
"Calm down, Windu. Maybe a liver spot it is not. Caused by a tumor it could be."
"Noooooo! Why?! Why me? I'm too pretty to die! Life is so unfair! Why couldn't it have been someone with dry skin or an irregularly shaped head? Why?!!!"
"What? What is it?"
"This spot I recognize. A sign of Naboosian Skin Lice, it is."
"Naboosian Skin Lice? That's impossible! My hygiene is impeccable! I've won awards..."
"Attracted to over-moisturized skin, Naboosian Skin Lice are."
"Yes, a rich breeding ground for them it is."
"No! This is worse than the liver spot! How do I get them out?"
"Only one way there is, but maybe do it you will not."
"What is it? I'll do anything!"
"Ok, get down on all fours you must."
"Yes, yes. Good that is. Now, drive them out by making a loud noise you must."
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD! Like that?"
"No, more high-pitched it must be. Maybe if like a wamphog you squealed..."
"WEEEEEE! WEEEEEE! Like that?"
"Yes, yes. But louder you must squeal."
"Good, Windu. Now do that for a couple more hours you must, then spray you with the pressure washer I will so that make sure all the lice are out we can."
Hee hee hee hee! Never an excuse to be bored I have.