Mike Taylor

Saturday, November 29, 2014

the life and opinions of : Star Wars, Sta-ar-ar wars, St-ar-ar Wars, in Space

No, Andrew has the lyrics correct.
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Despite being known only from a few poorly preserved fossils, scientists have reconstructed me as having been up to four meters tall at the shoulder. My primary feeding mechanism is a series of elongate spiny proboscises (if that's a word) through which I ingest the already digested innards of my enemies. By day, I am usually seen browsing the African savannah in search of new enemies, but at night I don a weasel costume and fight crime under a secret identity that I am not at liberty to divulge here. I hold several dozen postgraduate degrees in the liberal arts, and on several occasions have given my own life that others might live. I am hunted mainly for my beautiful reddish brown pelt, which is prized throughout central and east Asia (which is a shame as I said earlier that I am indiginous to Africa). My ideal job would be work with furry children and underprivileged animals, and my favourite food is mince. My favourite Lego brick is a simple 4x2 plate in classic red, although yellow is nice, too.
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