Bylo nebylo. Je tomu dávno, co se malá

Bylo nebylo. Je tomu dávno, co se malá Františka vydala do města. Sbalila si batůžek, obula si ty nejkrásnější botičky a stopla okolojedoucí auto. Je to už tak dávno...

Auto bylo velmi staré. Kolečka mu šla na všechny strany, střechou pršelo a brzdit se dalo patami. Ale Františka přesto statečně nasedla. Zabouchla dveře a podívala se na řidiče.

"Jeď!" přikázal.Šofér kaše pedál a jel přes červené světlo. On byl nakonec pryč.pistole vklouzl do kapsy, jako by to tam bydlel.

Said Bib Fortuna, pestering Jabba with his frippery. Jabba awakened with anger. He wasn't really that angry, but he maintained the baseline of irritation to keep Bib

from getting out of line. Folded by Jabba's faux fury, Bib got the band to play his favorite song, "I like big Hutts."

Bib really did love tha song. For only a moment he forget that he was angry and started dancing around wishing he had his own big hutt instead of having to live with his parents

then he could sing as he danced, proclaiming loudly as he spun wildly about his room, I am free, free to laugh, to live, free to dance and to sing, free to wear mums pantyhose if I

could only produce a liter of saliva a day for the factory mom worked at. It manufactured that raw material into the only

all natural lubricant that was available on the market. The stock was up and Mom had acquired a healthy share of it. When she retired we were going to