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| Part Two |
After yelling for what seemed like three weeks now, Jedi-Liam, has finally lost his voice. Lil'Onion and Arnamentia removed their hands from their ears and went to comfort Jedi-Liam in this distressing time. Meanwhile across the galaxy somewhere, Commander Nutbutton and Darth Vadar are sat drinking together whilst reading the lastest installment of 'When good fans go bad' and posting on the FanForum boards under the alias of Oohbaby and Yossarin. "Actually Darth Yoss, there was something that I wanted to ask you" Commander Nutbutton started to explain as Darth Yoss sat drooling over a website for Jessica Alba. "Yes, yes what?" He asked "It's just that we have Jedi-Liam's pants and that's great and all but I just want more Lord Yoss" Commander Nutbutton said. "What do you have in mind?" Darth Yoss asked "Well there's this pair of boxers that his Wigglee's seem to admire so much and I just thought that if I take those next...then Jedi-Liam might lose his popularity with the other women" She answered and Darth Yoss managed to turn his attention away from the screen to look at her. "Which would make him even more vulnerable" He smiled. "Do it" He instructed and with a large smile on her face Commander Nutbutton got to her feet and left the secret lair in her jet.... Du duh Du!!!! To be continued In part Three. |
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