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With the developing terror at hand, Princess Leroy asks R2DTool to deliver a message to the ancient Redi Obi-Gabe Kenberti
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| Hey Obi-Gabe! Princess Leroy needs your help to stop the Tool-Menace. Will you help the rebelion? | |
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| In the name of Weed, Beast, and Bitches everywhere...I shall. Let us gather some troops n shit. | |
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So, the rebels seek aid from the best pilot in the galaxy: Hohn Masiolo and his trusty ship the Millenium S-2000...
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| Yo Hohn...I'm sick of these fucking tools turning this galaxy into the fucking Newman Club. Let's take this shit back to the people! | |
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| Yeah...I guess. Let's hit this grav bong first, dude. | |
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3 cyphers, and several whooping coughs later, the troops are ready to take off, but not without Hohn Masiolo's trusty sidekick...
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| Hey Toothbacca, quit playing with your gay pride Volkswagon, and get my hyperdrive ready,bitch! Get me some papers too, while you're at it. | |
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