Yoda: A Run For the Border
For some reason, after doing That Which Speak of Ever Again We Shall Not, very hungry I was. Qui-Gon said the "Munchies" I had. Heard of this disease before I had not. To the doctor for my check-up very regularly I go. Pretty sure I am that no diseases I have.
A strange craving for Taco Bell I had. Qui-Gon and I decided that find one we would when to the hotel we got. I knew that one in the resort there must be. A Taco Bell, all fancy places in the Republic have.
But too nice this resort must not have been, because no Taco Bell they had. Hmph! Several blocks away, the nearest Taco Bell was. Well, just float there Qui-Gon could. But very tired my legs were. So to carry me there on his back, I "convinced" a local passerby.
Like this it went:
*Waves hand* "Carry me on your back to Taco Bell you will."
"No way, pal. That's way out of my way. Besides, you look heavy."
*Waves hand again* "Take Yoda to Taco Bell now you will."
"Get lost."
*Wacks local man with cane* "Carry me to Taco Bell you will!"
"Ow! Ok, Ok."
Order much I did not - Three Chalupas, four Gorditas, two Border Bowls, one order of Nachos Bell Grande, two Giant Stuft Burritos, and three orders of Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes. Oh, and one small Diet Pepsi. Watching my figure I am.
After eating, very tired I was. To "crash", as Young Skywalker says, I wanted. A good thing it was that wait for me outside, I made that local man. Otherwise, have to walk all the way back to the hotel myself, I would.
Finally, laying on my bed I was. A coin slot next to the bed I noticed. A credit I slipped in. Suddenly, to shake, the bed started. At first, kind of relaxing it was. But then, queasy I was getting. More violently, the bed shook! To get it to stop with the Force I tried, but too weak I was. To roll off the bed I tried, but do it I could not! Nothing I could do but lay there and wait it out there was.
Unfortunately, wait it out with me, my tummies could not. Stop the inevitable I could not. Tell you let me, look much different sprayed on the ceiling than they do in the restaurant, Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes do not.
A strange craving for Taco Bell I had. Qui-Gon and I decided that find one we would when to the hotel we got. I knew that one in the resort there must be. A Taco Bell, all fancy places in the Republic have.
But too nice this resort must not have been, because no Taco Bell they had. Hmph! Several blocks away, the nearest Taco Bell was. Well, just float there Qui-Gon could. But very tired my legs were. So to carry me there on his back, I "convinced" a local passerby.
Like this it went:
*Waves hand* "Carry me on your back to Taco Bell you will."
"No way, pal. That's way out of my way. Besides, you look heavy."
*Waves hand again* "Take Yoda to Taco Bell now you will."
"Get lost."
*Wacks local man with cane* "Carry me to Taco Bell you will!"
"Ow! Ok, Ok."
Order much I did not - Three Chalupas, four Gorditas, two Border Bowls, one order of Nachos Bell Grande, two Giant Stuft Burritos, and three orders of Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes. Oh, and one small Diet Pepsi. Watching my figure I am.
After eating, very tired I was. To "crash", as Young Skywalker says, I wanted. A good thing it was that wait for me outside, I made that local man. Otherwise, have to walk all the way back to the hotel myself, I would.
Finally, laying on my bed I was. A coin slot next to the bed I noticed. A credit I slipped in. Suddenly, to shake, the bed started. At first, kind of relaxing it was. But then, queasy I was getting. More violently, the bed shook! To get it to stop with the Force I tried, but too weak I was. To roll off the bed I tried, but do it I could not! Nothing I could do but lay there and wait it out there was.
Unfortunately, wait it out with me, my tummies could not. Stop the inevitable I could not. Tell you let me, look much different sprayed on the ceiling than they do in the restaurant, Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes do not.
posted by Master Yoda at 7:18 PM
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They got great food and great rooms here...a kicking casino and pool...but I tell you... the SPAM at this resort sucks!!
Master Yoda, I regret to inform you that some Taco Bell’s, especially those franchised in the outer rim, may deviate a little from the standard recipes to cater to the local flavor of their host planet.
It’s no surprise you got sick.
…in other words you really don’t want to know what kind of meat they put in that stuff here.
Uh oh...I dropped the chulupa.
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