|At the breakfast table, Kenobi and I were. Discussing the contents of this morning's paper we were.|
"See, Kenobi, lazy Beetle is. And mad that makes Sarge. So feel the urge to beat Beetle up, that makes him."
"I still don't get it."
Just then, in Windu runs. "Have you people seen my scalp shining cream?"
"Look like what, does it?"
"Very funny. You people are always laughing at my pain! How about a little empathy? A little understanding? Don't you people care about my feelings? Can't you find it in your hearts to show me a little fellow-feeling? A little kindness? Would a simple hug kill you once in a while? Can't you take two minutes to look at me and say, 'Hey, Mace. You're looking especially shiny today. How do you feel?'... Well can't you? Can't you?!"
To me Kenobi turned, "So now this Beetle feller is lazy..."
"Didn't you hear a word I said?!" Windu cried.
"Hmm, yes. What you said, we heard," I assured him, "Feeling shiny you are, but in pain from laughing so hard you are. Yes."
"That is not what I said!"
"So many words!" Kenobi said, "How's anybody supposed to pay attention when you keep talkin' so much?! I mean, take a breath once in a while, or somethin'!"
Indignant, Windu became. "Well, excuse me for sharing my feelings! Excuse me for being human! Excuse me for wanting to communicate with my Jedi brothers! Excuse me for baring a little bit of my soul and making myself vulnerable to you people! Excuse me for..."
"More words!" Kenobi said, "If I hear any more I'm gonna go crazy!"
"Fine!" Up, Windu threw his hands, "I can't talk to you people."
"Coulda fooled me." Kenobi said.
"That's it! I'm leaving! I'm not putting up with this!"
Off, Windu stomped. "Whatever! I am so mad!"
"I can still hear ya."
If mad Windu thinks he is now, wait until he finds out I used his scalp cream to wax my speader, he should.