Thirsty I Am
|Kind of thirsty I am. Dry my tongue is. Parched my mouth is. No Diet Pepsi in the fridge there was. Out of Dagobahsani bottled water we were. Drink Coruscant tap water I will not. Too much chlorine it has.|
Share any of his Old Mos Eisley with me, Kenobi will not. A whole case of it he has.
"Kenobi," I said, "a beer give me. Thirsty I am."
"I only got a case! That'll just git me through the mornin'! I don't got none I can spare!"
Normally, forced him to give me some at this point I would have, but every can he promptly licked before do anything I could. If he enjoyed the beer, I wonder. That it was worth the pain from the Force-wedgie I gave him, I hope.
Wait, a jar of pickles in the fridge there is. Plenty of juice left in the jar there is. Solved my problem is.