I don't understand why I have to register

I don't understand why I have to register my neutrino rifle. Doesn't every galaxy bounty hunter have the right to have protection? The Star World Marshall looked up at me and

particles within 14 cycles after re-entry". I set my phaser to kill and said "All your base are belong to us." I motioned for two droids to

do the "robot," because I still think that's hilarious even though the joke died with the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. The droids smirked and shot me in the cheeks with heat staples

filled with red kool aid and giggles. The kool aid I could handle, but the giggle, man they were the worst. Everyone knew that and that is why no one made dance move jokes around

the Kool-Aid™ guy. If he started dancing, the resultant property damage was going to be in the tens of thousands. And God help us all if he clipped a support beam.

His entourage followed through the hole in the wall. "That's MISTER Kool-Aid to you." Obviously, someone had spiked his punch. "Oooh Yeah!!" he stammered. Sloshing gigglin' grape,

the gigantic anthropomorphic juice pitcher lumbered into the classroom along with Hulk Hogan who literally was snapping into Slim Jims. The entire class thought they were insane.

The commercialization of education was rocking their worlds. Billy looked at his markers and saw 'Rose Art' on the side. There was no escape. The suspicious bar codes on their arms

only added further evidence to the commercialism. What was education coming too? Would it be worth it in the future, or would the world become illiterate rejects with no hope?