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.