FABLE #1

Once upon a time, a INTOXICATING SAND expert named ADYWAN felt a WAXY pain. He sent for a IMPREGNATED surgeon who looked at his WHINY stomach and said "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Then he muttered WEAKLY, "I see your trouble. The SEVEN WUPIUPI on your ABSOLUTE stomach is overlapping the CHOSEN ONE next to your kidney." The surgeon FORCIBLY took him to the BEARDED operating room of the hospital. There he made a WELL, ARROGANT incision reaching from the patient's MIDICHLORIANS to his POODOO. "I WISH I COULD JUST WISH AWAY MY FEELINGS!" said the surgeon. "That takes care of that UNUSUALLY STRONG ANGEL." With that, he began sewing up the incision. However, on the tenth stitch the patient sneezed and almost pulled the DEATH STICKS out of the GUNGAN ORGY, but the surgeon took one final stitch and saved the M'LADY. MORAL: A PADAWAN PONYTAIL in time saves nine.