And what would those experiments entail, my fellow berwick? I'm intrigued, but I'd rather like to take care of this trifling matter of a meeting first.
The 'Rex is aware that he has caused you many problems in the past, Ruukie-pie. But, characterization marches on with the progression of Rexodus, so if we could put that behind us, that would be greeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.
Well, when the Jedi Council attempted to see his future, one of the outcomes was him committing suicide in prison, so he'd probably be seen more frequently than the average prisoner under such circumstances.
This was rather beyond my 'Rexpectations, mah nigs. But I don't think you realize who you're messing with. You know that charismatic superman of legend who fought a starship with naught but a knife and the testicles necessary for the job?
Yeah, that would be me. The Rex of Legends.
So as much...
Kids these days, man. Not remembering some good 'ol fashioned Hoorex from back in the 07 days, mah nig. It's 'Rexolgical blasphemy, I say. All the people would say "Who Wrecks?" and I'd be like "Hoorex mo****a."
And now The Rex has to settle for talking in the third person and frequently...
The 'Rex-Files are kept digitally, in a database of awesome rivaling NASA's computer bank. Which worries me, because Bac may have deleted them to make room for his terrabytes of smurf porn.
It's nice to see you too, Ru. The Rex obliges.
Now, S-dog. Mind if I call you S-dog? Sreeya has entirely too many vowels. Anyway. Two things you need to know about the 'Rex.
He's the Rex
Like, seriously, he's the 'Rex
At which point I direct you to the list corollary list regarding the The...
So here's the deal, council members
Just in case anyone doesn't remember,
Where my character named Kreed
Did more than one bad deed
And ended up in jail for some time
Which is the primary reason for this rhyme.
And I know it's been a while,
But in common Hoorex style
My activity tends...
Aha, so people have heard of me. Back in my day we couldn't walk outside without having to knife a starship or twelve.
Nowadays kids have their characters handed to them on a silver platter, with no hard work or effort or originality. The open sea of manufactured, uneventful normalcy will...