TheProphet

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Hurray! I'll write you a poem, and put bows on it too:

Darth and Doc!

Darth and Doc went out for a walk

Darth said to Doc, "d'you mind if we talk?"

They stepped off the path and sat down on the grass

Then Darth turned to Doc, "there's a pain in my ass"

"I'm not that kind of 'doc'!" Said poor Doc to Darth

And without a word, Darth started to laugh

"This isn't a joke!" Doc rasped with a cough

"If you think I'm going there, you can f**k the hell off!"

"Calm down" Darth chuckled, wiping a tear.

"My rear-end is fine. You've nothing to fear!"

"So, what's with the pain?" Doc managed to say.

"The pain's name is Revan. She won't go away!"

~Lovely Ship Of Paper~