Blame the_emu

[bant]

He was looking quite delectable. Jar Jar lay limply on the sleep couch. It hadn’t taken much to get him to relax. The weak-minded were susceptible to suggestion but this had taken no effort at all. It was all so easy.

With awkward grace Jar-jar reached out to him. “Yousa wants me bombad Jedi?”

“Meesa wants you.” Qui-Gon answered with horror. The suction cups on Jar Jar's toes were going to be good.