Det blev fullt upp igår så inget bloggande hann jag med.
Fick oväntat besök.
Min bästa kompis Petra och hennes mamma Inga-Lill tittade förbi och kramade och pussade på plutt.
Visste ju i och för sig att de skulle komma - men hade missförstått och trodde att det var nästa lördag de hade vägarna förbi.
Som tur var ringde de när vi var hos Michael och sa att de närmade sig.
Det gav oss tid att svänga förbi Ica och köpa en paj - som vi sedan åt ute på altanen i det vackra solskenet.
Så det blev ju inte en total soppa.
Några bilder från igår:
Luke: Uh, that was your maneuver? Moving slightly to the left?
Han:Well, I mean we're not in the same place we were, huh? That ought to confuse'em.
Luke: Yeah, but you hardly did anything. You just started listing lazily to the left. I'm pretty sure they can keep up.
Imperial Officer 1: Where did they go?
Imperial Officer 2: There they are! They're listing lazily to the left. Go left, left!
Imperial Officer 1: Boy, this guy knows some maneuvers.
Obi-wan: Only a master of evil, Darth.
Luke: But you'll die.
Darth Vader: Nothing... can stop that now. Just for once... let me... look on you with my *own* eyes.
[Luke takes off Darth Vader's mask one piece at a time. Underneath, Luke sees the face of a pale, scarred, bald-headed, old man - his father, Anakin. Anakin sadly looks at Luke]
Anakin:Now... go, my son. Leave me.
Luke: No. You're coming with me. I'll not leave you here, I've got to save you.
Anakin: You already... have, Luke. You were right. You were right about me. Tell your sister... you were right.
[Anakin slumps down in death]
Luke: Father... I won't leave you.
Muahahaha.
Jerk förstår. ;-P
Ha en lugn söndag!
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