Thursday, January 22, 2009

A Jedi Saga: The Denver Sword Chronicles

PART ONE : LOOKING FOR LEIA
It is a time of uncivil whores.
Fear has swept the galaxy as a new wave of pimping and McDaddying is occurring in unprecedented numbers. Theres.. Theres too many of them!
While escaping the vile domain of Jabba's crotch, Leia has gone into rehab firstly to get over wearing a brass bikini (how sore would she be?) and secondly - looking for an upright walking dog for a pet, to live Diane Fossey style in the bush. You can tell she is messed up. Why else would she wear a stackhat?
But she could not escape try-hard husband Han Solo - The Thirst Crusher.His insatiable thirst for Leia's juice had driven him to drive his XF Falcon (which over 1000 years old now is called the millenium), halfway round Bathurst and beyond on his search, forcing her to flea from rehab to parts unkown.
Dismayed by her escape Solo has employed the services of Dark Jedi apprentice Balls Andall and his cheeky serivce droid R2FU2 to hunt down and befriend the young temptress.......

3 comments:

Cheli said...

huh?! Was it part of your universal domination plan to confuse us, or is this just normal muz brain processing output? :P

Sherry said...

I'd better not be Leia!!! No wait... No one else better be Leia! Who's juices are you after?

Gaz said...

Hahaha, Balls Andall. I wanna be Balls Andall. Pretty funny! And wacked. I like it.