- aussiejames wrote:
C3PO: Master Luke... so are you trying to say that this is what it would be like if Hunter S. Thompson wrote Star Wars instead of that George Lucas fellow?
LUKE: Damn right. What a trip huh? I'm really glad we ate those Tattooine mushrooms now!
C3PO: But there are dangerous-looking droids following us in the sky!
BEN: They're not droids, they're pigeons. Now shut up, I'm trying to listen to the Grateful Dead!
C3PO: And what are all those lip stick tubes stuck on the hood of the land speeder for?
BEN: That's not lipstick. That's Wookie penises.
LUKE: Ugh... that's totally gross, Ben. Aren't they a little short to be Wookie schlongs?
BEN: Hey, it's cold isn't it?
C3PO: No wonder Chewbacca is always making those moaning sounds.
BEN: Don't sweat it dudes, this is just an hallucinogenic dream, remember?
LUKE: So... we're in, like, an alternate reality?
BEN: Freaking A!
LUKE: So... what's happening in our true reality?
BEN: I'm getting slaughtered to death in a sword fight with Vader - who by the way turns out to be your dad...
LUKE: No way! That's the bomb! And me?
BEN: You're having an affair with your sister...
LUKE: Cool! I mean... gross!
C3PO: And what about me, master Ben?
BEN: You're still an annoying, interrupting, deadbeat mofo...
C3PO: Why, thank you master Ben!
LUKE: Hey Ben! Up ahead... Twelve O'clock... Jawas!
BEN: Cool! Let's run em over!
LUKE: Freaking A!