Monday, June 04, 2007

what you might find in my kitchen


this fellow used to be on our living room floor. now suddenly he's on our countertop, arms outstretched. what happens when i go to work???

3 comments:

paul said...

Chewbaka..(du du du).....what a wookie (du du du)

Anonymous said...

Why would a Wookiee, an eight-foot tall Wookiee, want to live on Endor, with a bunch of two-foot tall Ewoks? That does not make sense! But more important, you have to ask yourself: What does this have to do with this case? Nothing. Ladies and gentlemen, it has nothing to do with this case! It does not make sense! Look at me. I'm a lawyer defending a major record company, and I'm talkin' about Chewbacca! Does that make sense? Ladies and gentlemen, I am not making any sense! None of this makes sense! And so you have to remember, when you're in that jury room deliberatin' and conjugatin' the Emancipation Proclamation, [approaches and softens] does it make sense? No! Ladies and gentlemen of this supposed jury, it does not make sense! If Chewbacca lives on Endor, you must acquit! The defense rests

kari said...

are you saying there are ewoks in my kitchen as well?

*gagging*