I was on patrol riding a Bantha through miles of the sun-drenched desert searching for some sign of life, due to the fact I was a little lost.
WHERE DID THESE GUYS GO?
My supplies were running low when the Bantha died. Now on foot, I desperately sought refuge from the heat, and, most importantly, a source for water.
Suddenly, I came across a Jawa vendor in the middle of the desert.
CHECK OUT MY SALE RACK
"Thank the force I found you!" I cried. "Please help me. I'm in dire need of some water."
"Well," said the Jawa, "I don't have any water. But would you like to buy one of these fine ties."
"What am I going to do with a tie?" I asked.
"That's what I'm selling sir. If you don't like it, I can't help you."
I left the Jawa and walked on for many more miles, hoping each minute that he would find refuge from the scorching sun.
Suddenly I spotted a Jawa restaurant in the distance.
Unable to comprehend a restaurant located in the middle of the desert, I assumed the place was a mirage, but decided to check it out anyway. A
As I approached the door, I was amazed to see the place actually existed.
WHO WOULD OPEN A RESTAURANT OUT HERE
The Jawa doorman stopped me before I entered.
DANG IT! A BOUNCER!
"Excuse me sir," the Jawa said, "But you can't come in here without a tie!"
Thursday, September 06, 2007
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13 comments:
You should have bought a map and tie from the salesmen when you got there.
I have an extra bowtie. It is a star spangled affair. As yet I can't seem to give it away.
Also, plenty of light and dark rum still on hand, as the ape from the future and the intergalactic gladiator just drank me out of bourbon.
foiled by the old dress code routine.
missed it by that much.
I hate when they want you to wear a tie! Doesn't go with robes.
What happens in Tatooine, stays in Tatooine.
Man, that is just not right - ties in the desert.
As if Tatooine has ever been that formal....ts ts ts
Oh man! I love Tie Food!
And that place is the best!
They also got kickin’ cinnamon cummerbunds!
Damn those little bastards. In situations like this, I find it's always best to shoot first and ask questions later.
Woah....Prof...
Nice way to spread goodwill and tolerance towards odd species.
ya know, we Jawa's are considered mutants by most of the galaxy.
How on earth did I not find your blog before? :)
Michele sent me
nice new look
Bounced by a Jawa. Isn't that like getting kicked out of the sewer by a rat?
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