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DarkestNight
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Braecen Kaeth opted out of publishing his submission.
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ComedyDialogue-2.pdf
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---Finding Humor in the Right Place---

[WHY POKING THE ARM] intoned the text-to-speech program on the Wookiee’s datapad.

“You flew pretty far, Kelviin!” chuckled Koliss nervously.
“You certainly fared better than that other poor bastard… ” the medic winced at the fresh mental image, combined with his own traumatic Wookiee experiences, “but we just need to make sure everything is in its right place!”

[BUT ARE POKING LEFT PLACE]

Koliss chuckled. “Yes, left would be the right place for the left arm.”

“AAAAAAAHEWHREHRGH!”
Kelviin recoiled while his datapad translated:
[AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.]

“Thank goodness for that translation, eh…” muttered Koliss, as he caught his breath.

[ARE FIND TICKLISH PLACE]

“Fantastic! I never heard of a ticklish Wookiee before; I'm sure the clinic staff will have a fit about it.” Koliss dabbed a bead of stress-induced sweat from his brow,
“Though I do wish that was something I knew going into this examination.”

[AM SORRY, NOT KNOW AM TICKLISH TOO]

“Well then! Discoveries being made all around!”

Koliss continued the examination. Where had he left off? Ah. He moved on to Kelviin’s right arm.

[THERE, ARE FIND RIGHT PLACE]
[IS EVERYTHING IN RIGHT PLACE?]

“I do believe so, as far as I’ve seen! This should be your radius, firmly intact… This would be your ulna… Ah! And I found your humerus.”

[AW, AM FIND YOU HUMOROUS TOO]

Koliss and Kelviin stared at each other blankly for a moment. Kelviin suddenly went in for a hug, only to see Koliss flee the room with a yelp.

[HAHAHA BEST SILLY MEDIC]

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Part II: Funny How?
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Golden Envoy Abbey Atty Attiter Ann opted out of publishing his submission.
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Part II: Funny How?
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*thump, thump*

“Who is it?”

“You called me, mercenary.”

“I'd recognize that annoyed tone just about anywhere, I imagine.”

*swiiishhhh*

“Ah, Kul’tak. Glad you could find time in your busy schedule to meet with me.”

“You know I'm just overseeing some of the repair work, Uscot.”

“Yes, well, I'm sure your brain was straining hard to give out all those difficult orders. ‘Move that. Push this.’ You should have joined them and put those muscles you love so much to work.”

“Sometimes I just want to punch you in your blue face, mercenary.”

“My, my, as touchy as always, Drol. Here, have a seat and we’ll discuss the information my source has gathered.”

“Uhhh...Uscot...your--”

“Patience, Drol. We'll get to your part. Sit.”

“Might get a bit drafty.”

“What...Never mind, if you're cold tighten you cloak. Now, if you'll listen I'd like to run this discovery by you.”

“So you might could say you want to *fly* it by me?”

“If you want to be facetious, Drol, we're going to get nowhere.”

“Well then, perhaps we should zipper this conversation shut for another time.”

“What is with you and these vague comments?”

The Zabrak huffed in annoyance before continuing, “Stand up, Uscot.”

“What? Kul if you're looking to spar, now is hardly the time. I know you Sith like to show off your strength, but just this once could you act like a sensible and straightforward person?”

“Alright. Straightforward…your fly is open.”

“My wha--oh. Ah...Well don't stare!”

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