I can't think!
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I'm worried about
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Captain Typho: I don't know what I was so worried about, everything seems f--
The royal cruiser: BOOM!
Boduguards: *go flying*
The audience: OMG PADME IS DEAD EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS CLEARLY IN THE PREVIEW WEARING EIGHT DIFFERENT OUTFITS!
[The LIEUTENANT GUARD rips off her helmet and of course it's PADME]
Padme: NOOOOO! I had no idea an attempt would be made on my life! How could this have HAPPENED?
Jar Jar: Obiobiobiobi meesa gonna dien of happy to seein yousa! And yousa padawan - ANNIE? ESSA ANNIE SO BIGGEN? AYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYI--
The audience: *goes rigid with horror*
[In the nick of time, ANAKIN flies up in a pimpin' yellow speeder to catch him]
Obi-Wan: WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?
Anakin: Well, I couldn't find the right speeder, you know? With bucket seats, and really sweet rims, and a b*tchin' performance intake--
Obi-Wan: Could you stop ricing out for a moment and let's FIND THE ASSASSIN, PLEASE?
Anakin: Sure thing! VERTICAL PLUNGE WHEE!
Obi-Wan: YOU STOP THIS RIGHT NOW, DO YOU HEAR? YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE A WRECK - YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US BOTH! I AM NOT TAKING YOU TO GET YOUR LICENCE IF YOU KEEP DRIVING LIKE THIS--
Anakin: Oh, that's right, you hate flying
Obi-Wan: No, I hate DYING...WAHHHHH! POWER COUPLINGS! MISTER, YOU WILL TURN THIS SPEEDER AROUND RIGHT NOW--
[ANAKIN does not, and they totally get electrocuted but somehow they don't die, and they keep chasing ZAM WESELL. Then ANAKIN decides to take a 'short cut' by going in completely the opposite direction...]
Obi-Wan: I'm going to ask a short-order cook about the provenance of an exotic dart!
Some creepy gecko-toad thing: And I'm going to know the answer, because Small Projectile Identification 101 is mandatory in cooking school!
Obi-Wan: Can you help me find a planet?
Snippy Jedi librarian: Sorry, I didn't go to cooking school
Anakin: WHY'D SHE HAVE TO DIE?
Padme: Well, I'm thinking being strung up and starved for a month in a Tuskan raider camp had something to do w--
Anakin: I WILL LEARN TO STOP DEATH. I WILL BE THE MOST POWERFUL JEDI EVER! I WON'T HAVE TO CLEAN UP MY ROOM AND I WILL STAY UP ALL NIGHT LONG AND I WILL NEVER EAT MY VEGITABLES! NEVER!!
Jar Jar: And so meesa propsen that weesa give Pancellor Chalpatine muy muy power!
Palpatine: Oh, no, I couldn't possibly, really, you shouldn't have, it's too much...But while we're here...LET'S CREATE THAT ARMY!
All the senators: YAY!
Star Wars fans: Oh, Jar Jar! Now the deaths of all the Jedi in the next movie are indirectly your fault! You so crazy!
Today's Latin: procrastina rem nunc (procrastinate now). YES haha
"A nocturnal concerto, candlelight whispers me where to go, hymn of gathering stars as my guide while I wander on this path of the night"--"Astral Romance," Nightwish