The only other thing I ever stole from him was his lightsaber, his jedi ability, his patent for the telephone, his patent for the t.v., one pound of flesh, his house, his friends, his face, his ears, several pints of blood, his eyes, his life, and that burrito. Why would he not like me so much?
this must be like the 20th time we have said that patent office joke, we need lives~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!