Monday, November 28, 2005


Okay, mon. I be formulaten a plan as I type dis. Dere be seven o' Brett's pals in dis prison, all doin time for smuggling spice and tings, jah know, de stuff dat makes life on Coruscant interesting. I be gonna get some heavy-duty laser bolt-cutters into dem hidden inside de food. I got a contact on de inside, mon - Jar Jar Binks spent some time running a bunch o' potato companies a while back, and he can get de tools hidden in de prison's potato supply. Den, at de scheduled time, Brett's pals can all break out o' de cells. I'll use me lightsabre to be cutting a hole in de exterior wall, mon. Den, I'll use me mind tricks to befuddle de guards. Mind tricks don't work on de guard dogs, but I know someting dat does - I'm gonna borrow Master Yoda's pet bantha, Bob. Dogs got extra-sensitive noses, so all I got ta do is send Bob in, say "pickles", and... heh heh heh...

Once de guards be confused and de dogs all be unconscious, it be a simple matter for me to escort de targets out o' de prison without any o' de other prisoners escaping.

Note to self: Hide noseplugs for Brett's pals in de potatoes as well.


Blogger Noel of Neptonian said...

Sounds like a good plan.

And yea don't forget those nose plugs. I hear Bob can be pretty nasty.

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