Claq Quipo, in my hunger, i await The Force. with fresh bedsheets i yearn to make The Force my own. it will be mine!!!
i cry tears of laughter and pain that this sacred trust passes through us, to know The Force. for in The Force i will reside.
we are clan.
know this... that when The Force leaves my hands, it will carry the secret recipe of the clan, to be shared with the clan and none others, as surely as the prying beady eyeballs of the forsaken masses probe my unwashed appendages.
to this i swear my undying alligence, so help me google.
I Await... The Force...
*cough* uhh... is she wearing lipstick? i like lipstick...
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