Long, long ago in a galaxy called Grapevine there
erupted a great conflict. Dan Mallwalker, Grandfather of
the last Jedi, was on a mission of mercy to Sam’s when things
spun out of control. He was attacked by a Death Star called the Tongue
Lasher. Barely surviving the encounter, Mallwalker sought out the help from his most
trusted friend, Opie Won Cannoli. The fate of all male Jedi warriors awaited his counsel.
Mallwaker: Great Opie Won, I need your assistance. I was attacked from the dark side and have barely escaped to tell you the tale.
Opie Won: Ahhhhhhh. Yes. A great disturbance in the force it was. Tell me about it.
Mallwaker: I was on a sacred mission to Sam’s to get some paper towels. Not just any paper towels. I had to get Bounty paper towels, and they had to be the select-a-size type. I had made a serious error before in buying an off-brand. I was determined not to make that mistake twice! The problem was, the only Bounty towels on the shelf had a Star Wars theme on them. I did not think it mattered because they were still Bounty towels. I was wrong! It unleashed the Tongue Lasher and I was within a single lashing of losing my very life! Apparently I should have “known” that they had to be plain white.
Opie Won: Mallwalker, you are a great warrior. You are seasoned in battle and have fought many good fights. You are wise in so many areas, and yet the greatest mystery you have not conquered.
Mallwalker: Tell me Opie Won. What have I still to learn?
Opie Won: You have to learn to think like a woman, Mallwalker.
Mallwalker: But Opie Won, that is impossible. I am not a woman! How can I think like a woman?
Opei Won: You can’t, but you must try. Even a woman does not understand a woman, but you must try.
Mallwalker: Opie Won, how do I make up for this? Is there hope the Resistance?
Opie Won: There is a way. You must buy her two tickets to Star Wars, The Last Jedi and she will understand.
Mallwalker: That will never work! She can’t stand those type of movies! Isn’t there any other way?
Opie Won: There is only one other way. You must take your beating like a man and quit complaining. You must learn the lesson, Mallwaker….or not.
Mallwalker: That is it??? That is your advice? I HATE Star Wars!
On the way back home to his planet, Mallwalker had a brilliant idea. There IS a greater power! Why have I not consulted God? So, Mallwalker poured out his heart to God. He gave Him all the details and then asked God what to do. You know what God said? “You must take your beating like a man and quit complaining. You must learn the lesson, Mallwalker….or not.”