You stupid fucking cunt. You, Vader, I'm talking to you, shithead. You just cost us the plans. The plans of the Death Star. That's right. What are you going to do about it? What are you going to do about it, asshole? You're fucking shit. Where did you learn your trade, you stupid fucking cunt, you idiot? Who ever told you that you could work with men? Oh, I'm gonna have your job, shithead. I'm going downtown to talk to The Emperor, I'm going to Coruscant. I don't care whose nephew you are, who you know, whose dick you're sucking on, you're going out. What youโre hired for is to help us, does that seem clear to you? To HELP US, Not to fuck us up. To help men who go out their for a LIVING, you fairy, you company man.
No, no. You insulted him a little bit.
>I think all of our colleagues and I have reached full Sith Fatigue, Vader. It's not a new phenomenon, it's just been building. Why do the Sith, which make up only 0.00000013% of the Galatic Population, account for over 55% of all viole-ACK
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Youโre ripped you inbred hillbilly. Why do you wink with your ears? You fucking brain dead hillbilly. 500k with no plan in place. Ye hang tight. Fool. You must be new to money. The fight is off btw. Iโm going to fight someone else on the 10th. Good luck on your old contract kid.
You think I give a shit about your Sith powers, Vader? What are you going to do, kill some more kids you fucking faggot?
>Vader use the Force to make Motti's head explose in an orgy of blood and gore
>VADER: Clamato... Motti.
*sound of a Tie-Fighter zooming over*