I'm bored and suffering from serious writer's block SOS send help
Jar Jar sat at his computer staring at the open word doc he had yet to spill his enlightened ideas upon.
So far, he had only typed one word “The”, and his frustration was mounting. He wiped the sweat from his brow with a long ear flap and cautiously pecked out another word with one finger, one letter at a time (as was customary for him)
He stared at his creation “The turgid”, the words seemed to mock him. He used to write spectacular smutty novels, he had been hailed as a erotica maven, yet he could come up with nothing.
He, who had typed such timeless sentences as “he plunged his swollen meat rod into the delicate flower of her womanhood without pain despite her virginity and his selfish lack of foreplay”, he could not think of a an idea!
He dramatically threw his arms into the air, knocking over his limited edition Senator Palpatine mug and shattering it on the tiled floor. This action caused him more distress and he let out a fetal scream,
“Mesa is a hack! Mesa never wrote bombad pornsa, mesa issen a failure!”
He then bowed his head and sobbed into his hands. His ear flaps drooped across the laptop.
Because of his melodramatic wails, Jar Jar did not hear the moist, slimy, scooting sound of his lover coming into the kitchen.
Jabba placed a gooey hand upon Jar Jar’s shoulder and slid his tongue around the rim of the Gungan’s ear flap.
“Mmmmm pedunky mufkin, you aren’t a hack, you just have writer’s block.”
His gooey hand trailed down from Jar Jar’s shoulder lower and lower…
“Ooey Mooey!” Jar Jar exclaimed, then his smile turned lusty, “Yousa gonna unblock mesa?”
“Hahahaha,” Jabba wheezed, “You know I will…”
@coupdefoudrey does this help?
I fully expect to lose followers because of this, and I deserve it.