NOTE: This blog is a spin-off of the "Hey, George, How about Some More Movies Blog" and takes off on the idea of a sitcom.

What say Lucas decides on a series on par with "Roseanne"...

Scene I:

Beru: LUKE! LUKE! Aren't you ready for school!

Luke: I'm looking for my Bocce book, Aunt Beru.

Beru: I sold it to the kids on the other Moisture Farm!

Luke: I hate you!

Beru: Oh, you're so CUTE when you're angry! OWEN! OWEN!

Owen: Yes, dear.

Beru: What were YOU doing? Why can't you come when I call?

Owen: I'm busy with the farm, honey.

Beru: RIGHT, like those moisture vaporators can't do the job all by themselves.

Owen: Well, somebody's got to keep the sandpeople away.

Beru: Why do you think I stop wearin' perfume?

Owen: Ah, Brewy!

Theme Song:

WHAT DOESN'T KILL US EITHER ISN'T A BLASTER, A TIE FIGHTER, OR THE DEATH STAR

WE'RE GONNA LAST LONGER

THAN THE GREATEST IMPERIAL WEAPON

OR THAT WOOKIEE WITH A BOWCASTER

IF THERE'S ONE THING THAT I'VE LEARNED WHILE WAITIN' FOR MY TURN

YOU NEVER GET RAIN
BUT YOU ALWAYS GET TWIN SUNS

AND WE'LL MAKE OUT BETTER THAN MACE WINDU

HERE WHAT I SAY?

BERU: HAHA SNORT HAHA HEEHEE

Scene II:

Luke: Why won't you let me have a blaster, I wanna shoot womp rats.

Owen: Because you're too young.

Beru: NO, OWEN, because blasters are VIOLENT and we don't want to teach OUR nephew that fighting is the answer!

Luke: But womp rats carry disease!

Beru: So do you, you NEVER change your socks!

Owen: C'mon, Beru, you don't want the boy to be a sissy.

Beru: Oh, I suppose you want'im to be like his father and wear a breath mask and black all year long.

Luke: What?

Owen: Never mind. You're right honey, you're right.

Beru: OF COURSE!!

Scene III

A knock at the door

Beru: Don't worry, I'LL get it, I always have to do EVERYTHING around this place.

Beru opens the door

Beru: Who the *%$( are you?

Obi-Wan: Allow me to introduce myself, I am Oh-Bee-Wan Ken-oh-Bee, SUPER Jedi. I am not selling Mary Kay nor am I working my way through college, I am simply here to ask if you have a ten-year-old boy who seems uncannily skilled in the Force.

Beru: Look, you CRAZY OLD WIZARD, we gave at the office! We don't need no Jedi thinkin' he's better den us!

Obi-Wan: Well, my dear lady--

Beru slams the door in his face

Beru: We want are kid stayin' ingorant!