DRABBLE THURSDAY
Destruction and mayhem have been taking their toll on the once glorious Republic, but the continuance of the Clone War has deprived some much needed bling for social projects and upkeep of the police droids. Once lush and peaceful worlds had now fallen under the dark spell of organized crime and gangs as generations of children become corrupt while fiendish Darth Sideous and his goons wreck havoc on the valiant clone armies.
That is until the Dark Side pushes one person too far.
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“That’s it! Genital Grievous has taken it too far,” Anakin screamed as Ahsoka told him the most terrifying news that a noob Jedi Knight could ever hear with his non virgin ears. “He has spread smut into the temple and everybody knows that spreading smut to the Younglings is bad because Jedi Younglings have no parents.”
“Alright Master, just because not every Jedi can match Master Windu’s anaconda with their garden snake means smut is bad?” Ahsoka bashfully pointed out.
“Just because Master Windu is black, doesn’t mean....”
“Who you callin black, Nigga!” Windu stepped in and cut Skywalker off.
“Sorry Master, I was just explaining to my padawan about...”
“About how not all black men have large anaconda’s,” Windu again cut him off. “Well not all black men do, but all Black Jedi’s do, and since I am the only bonafied, badass, Nigga, black Jedi, well that makes me have an extremely large anaconda.”
“Shut up you all must,” Yoda’s hologram popped up to the meeting, “Cause if you don’t, pimp smack you with my stick I will.”
“Now Master Yoda, how can you smack us with your stick all the ways away?” Anakin questioned with a smart ass remark. “OW!”
“What going on Master?” Ahsoka smirked as she saw Anakin start to cower for some odd reason.
“Yoda’s pimp slappin me through the force! Stop it! Stop it!” Anakin screamed.
“Where’s Kenobi?” Windu questioned as Yoda continued with the beating. “I told him to have his nigga white ass over here for one o’ fuckin clock and its twelve fitty nine.”
“Apparently he said that he had some important business to take care of,” Ahsoka replied with a shrug. “Alls I saw was him taking off to the sleazy part of town all dressed like some pimper.”
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The Sleazy Part of Town
“Mmm WHITE DYNAMITE, that was wonderful,” a nude pink female Twi’lek softly cued as she sultry eyed the Master Jedi put his top hat, which matched his glittery, luxurious, purple Swede Jedi robes.
“I agree,” another Twi’lek woman replied as she ruffled the bed sheets.
“I triple that,” yet another woman piped, as she poked her head out of the bed sheet, and stared into his dreamy eyes.
“Shhhh! Honey,” Kenobi motioned for the women to pipe down AS, “You’ll wake the rest of the bitches up,” AS HE EYED THE REMAINING INTOXICATED LADIES THAT WERE KNOCKED OUT ON HIS KING SIZED MATTRESS.
That is until the Dark Side pushes one person too far.
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“That’s it! Genital Grievous has taken it too far,” Anakin screamed as Ahsoka told him the most terrifying news that a noob Jedi Knight could ever hear with his non virgin ears. “He has spread smut into the temple and everybody knows that spreading smut to the Younglings is bad because Jedi Younglings have no parents.”
“Alright Master, just because not every Jedi can match Master Windu’s anaconda with their garden snake means smut is bad?” Ahsoka bashfully pointed out.
“Just because Master Windu is black, doesn’t mean....”
“Who you callin black, Nigga!” Windu stepped in and cut Skywalker off.
“Sorry Master, I was just explaining to my padawan about...”
“About how not all black men have large anaconda’s,” Windu again cut him off. “Well not all black men do, but all Black Jedi’s do, and since I am the only bonafied, badass, Nigga, black Jedi, well that makes me have an extremely large anaconda.”
“Shut up you all must,” Yoda’s hologram popped up to the meeting, “Cause if you don’t, pimp smack you with my stick I will.”
“Now Master Yoda, how can you smack us with your stick all the ways away?” Anakin questioned with a smart ass remark. “OW!”
“What going on Master?” Ahsoka smirked as she saw Anakin start to cower for some odd reason.
“Yoda’s pimp slappin me through the force! Stop it! Stop it!” Anakin screamed.
“Where’s Kenobi?” Windu questioned as Yoda continued with the beating. “I told him to have his nigga white ass over here for one o’ fuckin clock and its twelve fitty nine.”
“Apparently he said that he had some important business to take care of,” Ahsoka replied with a shrug. “Alls I saw was him taking off to the sleazy part of town all dressed like some pimper.”
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The Sleazy Part of Town
“Mmm WHITE DYNAMITE, that was wonderful,” a nude pink female Twi’lek softly cued as she sultry eyed the Master Jedi put his top hat, which matched his glittery, luxurious, purple Swede Jedi robes.
“I agree,” another Twi’lek woman replied as she ruffled the bed sheets.
“I triple that,” yet another woman piped, as she poked her head out of the bed sheet, and stared into his dreamy eyes.
“Shhhh! Honey,” Kenobi motioned for the women to pipe down AS, “You’ll wake the rest of the bitches up,” AS HE EYED THE REMAINING INTOXICATED LADIES THAT WERE KNOCKED OUT ON HIS KING SIZED MATTRESS.