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This is zee end my friend, we'd thought it would never end.
The fucking.
The sucking.
The teasing.
The sleazing.
The carpet will never be the same.
The wax is all gone.
There are no more apples to eat, no more masters' little masters to meet.
"Master?"
"What is it Obi-Wan?"
"Oh, I didn't realise you were busy."
"Just finishing up the alphabet."
"Oh, let me see."
[silence for a moment]
"'Zee' end? That was the best you could come up with? Zee end? This is lame."
"And I suppose you have a better idea?"
"Zipper. Zoom. Zither. Hell, zebra would be better than Zee end."
"Zebra? I don't think so, padawan, I went with the hot wax and the rug burns. I accepted the foot fetish and the kinky sex of this and that variety. I am not going to allow any animal husbandry."
"It's called bestiality, Master."
"There you go, that's a 'b'."
"Master!"
"No, that's my final word, Obi-Wan -- 'zee' end."
"But, Master."
"No."
"Bu-"
"Sh."
Zee End.