A Request From Kenobi
|Something to disuss with me today, Kenobi had.|
"Uh, master? I got a problem."
"What it is, Kenobi? Get the Crayons stuck up your nose again, did you?"
"No, no. It ain't nothin like that. I ain't got no Crayons stuck up my... Well, to be honest, I do, but that ain't what I came to talk to you about."
"Told you before I have, actual monkeys, your 'Sea Monkeys' are not. Put bananas in the tank you must not."
"Are you sure about that? I mean, uh, no, that ain't it either."
"Well, then, what it is, Kenobi?"
"Can I have a pet Chimpanzee? Please? I'll take real good care of it, I promise!"
"Kenobi, take proper care of your Sea Monkeys you can not. No way there is that take care of a real monkey you could."
"Aw come on! Please!"
"No! End up feeding it and cleaning up after it I would. Absolutely not."
"What it is, Kenobi?"
"I kinda already got myself one."
"It just followed me home, I swear! Can I keep it, please?"
"From where, did it follow you?"
"From the pet store."
"Hm hmm, what I thought that was. Going to return that monkey tomorrow you are."
"Oh, you never let me do nothin!"
Already a monkey he is. Going to take care of two of them I will not!