House of Wax
|In a snit, Windu was today. "I am mad at you people!" he said.|
"This time what is it, Windu?"
"I waxed my eyebrows and you haven't said a thing about it! I bet you didn't even notice! Typical, just typical."
"Um, waiting for the right time I was. Yes, it that is."
"I waxed them three days ago! What were you waiting for, a sign from Heaven?!"
"Gol-lee," Kenobi snickered, "Maybe you should paint yer toenails and put on a dress, while you're at it."
"Shut up, Obi-wan! Real men wax their eyebrows! Real men wax other places too. You see these eyebrows? This is the only hair on my body right there!"
"T.M.I., M-dawg. T.M.I." Young Skywalker said.
"Youns spellin' around me again so I don't know what youns is talkin about?" Kenobi asked.
"Shuh," Young Skywalker sighed, "I ain't spellin, Obes. 'T.M.I.' means 'Too Much Information', yo."
"Look," Kenobi said, "All I know is, youns'll never ketch me doin' that to my eyebrows."
"What do you mean, 'eyebrows'?" Windu asked, "All I see is one eyebrow, and it goes straight across your head! Haven't you ever heard of tweezers?"
"At least I don't look like no girl!" back Kenobi shot.
"Of course not! You don't even look human!" Windu retorted.
Right then, onto the floor Kenobi body-slammed Windu. A while to catch his breath, it took Windu. By then, left the room Kenobi had.
"Tsk, tsk," to Windu I said, "What you get for trying to get into a battle of wits with Kenobi, this is. Unarmed in a battle like that, he is. Like challenging someone in a wheel chair to a kick-boxing match that is. Inevitable, your body-slam was."
Small comfort to Windu that was. Trying to get the rug burn off of his face for the next several days, he will be.