george

“hi, creepy. i can’t decide what to do with my next movie. i’m completely stuck. any ideas?”

“what’s it called, george?”

“star wars seven.”

“that title’s got to go for starters. too predictable.”

“oh, thanks. hang on. let me get a pen.”

“sure, take your time.”

“right. got it. fix the title. what about realistic dialogue this time?”

“dialogue? what do you need that for? just put in a few more explosions, give us a new colour lightsaber, and give yoda some hair. preferrably candy apple red. that’ll save you money on having to hire writers.”

“brilliant idea! anything else?”

“yeah, put more boobies in it this time.”

“right. boobies. done.”