“This is a training X-wing,” Luke informs me as we break free of the exosphere and soar into space. “Its hyperdrive is deactivated. It’s also reconfigured so we can sit side by side. Don’t touch anything unless I—”
“This is so fucking COOL!” I blurt. “Where the fuck are the proton torpedoes?” I swivel in place, goggling at the banks of switches and dials. “What does this do?” I thrust my finger at a ceiling-mounted lever. “Can I—”
He slaps my hand away from the lever. “Don’t. TOUCH. You’re still on probation—there’s no way in hell you’re gonna fire any ordnance.”
“Fucking bullshit,” I grumble, crossing my arms. “I thought the guy who blew up the Death Star would at least have a sense of motherfucking humor.”
“Ex-CUSE me???” He shoots me a death glare. “You’re right—I blew up the Death Star. So show a little gratitude! Need I remind you you’re a first-day trainee?”
“What the fuck ever,” I mumble. “Goddamn sister-kisser.”
“WHAT DID YOU—” His face turns beet red. His mouth works like Chris Farley playing the bus driver in Billy Madison, when his rage-meter shoots from a 5 out of 10, right past 11, all the way up to the tic-mark labeled UNHERALDED FURY.
“That’s right!” I crow. “Everyone knows! You’ve set a disgusting-ass precedent that will open the door for Jamie Lannister banging his sister, which will FURTHER open the door for incest-porn flooding the mainstream sites! I can’t log on to x-videos or YouJizz without seeing some nasty stepsister shit, and that’s the VERY FUCKING tip of the gross-ass iceberg! It’s because of YOU, man!!!”
“That is IT!” he roars, snatching his lightsaber off his hip. It blazes into existence with a bone-chilling VMMM. “You mouthy little shit! I hope you like bionic limbs, because after I’m done with you, you’re gonna need a full fucking set!”
No options left. So I open my eReader to a Kent Wayne novel, activating its mind-bending reality distortion powers. Magic flash.
We teleport back to base. The cockpit flies open. Yoda the Force-ghost yanks me out, while the specter of Obi-Wan telekinetically deactivates Luke’s saber. Windu flies in, hitting Luke with a Force-substantiated forehand-backhand, sending him tumbling out of our powered-down starfighter.
“I have had it with this motherfucking sister-kisser piloting this motherfucking X-Wing!”
Luke runs off, clutching his cheek and bawling, “Fuck you guys! I’m gonna move to a deserted island and live off a bunch of alien-titty milk!”
The three Force-ghosts respond with jeers, accented with variants of fuck-you-too-you-piece-of-sister-kissing-shit. Obi Wan thrusts his hips while grabbing his crotch, yelling a final, “Good riddance, asshole! Try not to blow any of your immediate family members!”
Come on, you’re telling me Lucas couldn’t have thought that out just a little bit better? Or at least cut it out of the goddamned remastered versions?
Anyways, fuck it—Kent Wayne wins again!
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The snakes on the plane reference, classy. Best ad yet. Alien titty milk also a winner.
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Yes! Thanks! 😂
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That’s pretty funny. 😂
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Thank you! 😁
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Chris Farley as the bus driver, is a perfect visual. I usually have the ‘you are correct’ bit playing in my head on a loop.
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Underrated iconic moment 🤣
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