"GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!" "HURRY UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" "Luke! What the hell is going on?!!" "What the hell do you want?! YOU LACK TITTIN NIPPLE!" Luke asked politely. "What the hell is going on over there?" "My FRIGGIN TARGETING COMPUTER IS SLOW LIKE SHIT! I SHOULD OF NEVER USED WINDOWS VISTA" "THAT'S IT LUKE! I'M CALLING THAT FAT GUY!" "What do you want some random rebel pilot? I'm busy fighting" He answered "Luke is getting into one of his fits again. Could you calm him down before he fucking breaks open the lid of his X-Wing and kills all of us... again" "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" Porkins cried.