The lesbesbians of Bespin were restless.

The lesbesbians of Bespin were restless. Heterosexuality in plague-like proportions had ripped through Cloud City and men of all shapes & sizes were hyperdriving erratically toward

important chimney sweep positions which the lesbesbians and their (female) king had originally occupied. But how to reoccupy when bleeding heart liberals cried "misandry"?

Or was it "Miss Andry?" Most bleeding heart liberals feel guilty & confused about Miss, especially when applied to a lesbesbian King with sweep marks, but Gus 'Keep your chute clea

n. A dirty chute always saddens God next." Ms. Andry looked at Gus. Twice. She gave him the cold shoulder and continued to text. She wrote something so glib. Gus fumed like a

<lit fuse emoji>. Since Ms. Andry was ignoring him and texting, Gus would <Warriors beating Cavs emoji> her at her own <text emoji> game by being the <crown emoji> of all <cell pho

ne>. Gus paused and wondered if he should download more emojis or try his hand at typing out his own emoticons. :-). ("_")zzzz Erk!!! His thumbs froze from all the furious tapping

that could happen. He now had the flesh emogi for a face. Every body ran away from him and rush their children away so they wouldn't see his face. Gus didn't mind it, most of the

time he didn't want to smile at them anyway. No, Gus wanted to kill them. His emoji face belied his true intentions, for behind that round yellow facade lived a monster. Psychosis

raged inside his bald dome. As he grinned inanely & intoned:"Top of the morning!" he craved for a nuclear football to set off. And that is why they aren't issued to postal workers.