|A problem Young Skywalker has. Addicted he is. Avoided talking about it we have. But only worse, his problem has gotten. Time to speak up it is. So an intervention we decided to do.|
Young Skywalker sit in the living room we had while gathered around him, everyone who cares about him were.
"What the heck's goin' on here, yo? This feels like an ambushizzle or sumthin'."
"Young Skywalker," I said, "about you all of us care. To help you we want. But break this addiction you must."
Defensive Young Skywalker got. "I can give it up anytime I want, yo. But I ain't want to."
Crying, Senator Amidala was. "Please, Ani, we love you. But you have to give it up. Don't you, like, see what it's doing to us, um, I mean you?"
"Yo, I can handle it! Why you all gots to be hatin'!"
"Anakin," Kenobi said, "don't you wanna to be a Master? Cain't you see you won't be one unless you give this up?"
"Yo, all you all, just back up outta my grill! I ain't givin' it up, yo!"
Want to see Young Skywalker's terrible addiction, do you? Ok, but only if strong enough you are.
Out of the room send the Younglings.
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Even while driving, he can not put it down!
"I ain't givin' up Mr. Snuggles, yo! You all can just step off!" The final word that was. Failed to reach him we had.
Know what can be done I do not. Desperate at this point we are.
Thanks to DarkJediKriss for the pic!