THE SHORT GREEN DUDE IS EEVIL

Written by A.S.Q.

From his position on the ground, Yoda watched as Luke Skywalker left Dagobah in his X-Wing. Slowly, the short furry guy turned around, his green face creased in an evil grin.

"MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Fool. With him gone, continue with my plan to conquer the galaxy, I now shall! Able to stop me, no one will be! NO ONE!"

Yoda laughed again, then made his way to his little house in the woods.

"So how's it goin', dude?" the dead Obi-Wan asked as Yoda entered.

"Gone, he is. Everything is going as planned."

"Excellent." The two Jedi Masters took out Yoda's secret stash of beer and drank and made merry into the night.

Meanwhile, somewhere out there in space, Luke was brought out of his thoughts by a sequence of beeps from R2-D2.

"What is it, Artoo?" he asked, looking at the translator screen for help.

"Party on, dude," he read.

And the X-Wing burst into flames.

THE END

Copyright 2004 A.S.Q.