Rifleman Archive

"Halt sir, need to check for contraband"

*waves hand* "You dont need to see my contraband"

"eh...yes sir I must, my orders."

*sigh*

"Im a higher ranking officer of the imperial Army, Lieutenant!, I dont need to be checked!"

"Orders are orders sir, I see you carry an enormous load of the spices called Muon Gold with....."

"You touch one of them spices and Ill degrade you back to bootcamp and you salary will be held back for the next 2 years!"

"er yes sir...ehm..move along....move along"

Wish that would be put in as content

If you're a Jedi, then line two is a far as you'd have to go