|A visitor I received at the Temple today. My Amish cousin Yoder, it was:|
"Yoder, doing what here are you?"
"Cometh into town to selleth my wares, I hath. But to seeth thee I wanted, Cousin. A long time since setteth my eyes on thee, it hath been. A long time hast pasteth since cometh to visiteth me and my household thou hath."
"Yes, well, meaning to visit you I have been, but detained by the war I have been."
"A load of bantha squeezings that hath be, Cousin. Seeth through thee, I can. An excuse that hath be."
"Ok, right you are. Sorry I am. Visit you as soon as I can, I will. Get here, how did you?"
"In my bantha-driven speeder buggy I rodeth here. Parked in thy parking garage it hath be. That thou mindeth not, I hopeth. It hast blocketh someone's speeder."
To look at it we went. "Hmm, yes. Blocking a speeder it is. But Windu's speeder it's blocking, so it matters not. Say, old your bantha is looking. Interested in buying another one, are you?"
"Unloadeth thy demon bantha on me, thou shalt not. Possessed with evil gas it hath be. Screweth me over thou shalt not."
Kind of cynical for an Amish person, Yoder is.