YodaEatsHotDogs
he walked down the bright street toward the vendor. in a soft voice, uttered: “one please.” when asked if he wanted sauerkraut on it, yoda politely declined. he liked his hot dogs with nothing but a small amount of ketchup and a liberal amount of mustard. as the vendor squirted the bright yellow sause on the frank, yoda’s eyes gleamed with antic-p-tion. he could taste the juiciness of the weiner, the fresh taste of the bun together with the crisp taste of fresh mustard. he paid the vendor, this time not bothering to count the change as he would have were he not delerious with hunger and antic-p-tion. that first bite was a sensory -rg-sm: exactly how he imagined it would be, but somehow, the experience was multiplied exponentionally. inhaling the fresh air to further savor and enhance the taste of it, yoda imagined his hunger was making this moment the paradise that it was. he was half sorrowful, in knowing that it was unlikely that such a sense of antic-p-tion and decadance would occur again within his lifetime.
as he chewed slowly and silently, he began to wonder if this one hot dog would be enough to satisfy his desirous appet-te. looking at the remnants of the hot dog, minus one surrept-tious bite, he wondered if the sense of hunger that was so rampant just a few seconds ago would be relinquished by just this one hot dog. as he contemplated this dilemma, he half-wondered if the change that was now in his pocket would be enough to sustain another purchase. reaching into the pocket and scooping up what heavy coins he could feel inside, he pulled out a few nickels, two dimes, and a lonely quarter. it seemed like
the description of the conditions yoda is forced to be in while on the set of star wars. hence “eating of hot dogs” or well, you know what i mean. he is living in horrbile conditions, i must tell the public. when asked about his conditions, yoda said “free the maniacal pencils from the communist triforce! you chauvenist pig! the men are shaving there b-ms and they don’t see what’s happening! don’t you see… i can’t wait until the rainbow comes.”
the conditions in which yoda lives in are so yodaeatshotdogs.
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