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Saturday, May 22, 2004

came over to my house yoda did.told me to write this way he did.the art of talking like yoda i figured out.talk much we did.told me he did that green he is because of the peas he ate as a child.beleive me not do you? bluffing think i am?

so... rocked today did. cool it was. went to church i did. long time it has been. talking in short sentences i am. meet the parents i did. spilled condensation on my pants i did. aahhhahha! ahem. . very wise he is. beat me with his stick he does. star wars he did act in. tribute we should pay to him. real he is. bored of talking like this i am. yoda sucks.

so yoda left and theres not much to do anymore. so the moral of the story is? dont eat peas when your young.they will make you small and green and talk funny.and to some movie directors this actually makes one look wise and knowledgeble.namely george lucas.you know who would make the perfect yoda? how about a normal human being? in fact the whole jedi council are made up of weird lookin things.maybe i lack creativity. or maybe i just lack lousy designing :)

remember dont eat peas.

James Barr at 8:40 AM

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