The Path to the Dark Side

100 words :: Penny Arcade :: Gabe/Tycho :: 10/9/04
“Darth Tycho, prepare to die at the hand of my mighty wangsaber. Kshhhzzzzzt woarownoarrrrrr!”


“Quit staring at my wang.”

“I’m not.” Tycho stalks into the kitchen. “I’m trying very hard to ignore it. In fact, that’s why I’m getting a knife out of the drawer here,” he picks one up and waves it around, “to gouge my eyes out with.”

“I think a spoon’d work better.”

“What would work better is if you’d put on some fucking pants!”

“Anger leads to hate.”

“I already hate you!”

“Hate leads to suffering,” Gabe continues. “Darth Tycho, prepare to die at the hand of my mighty wangsaber. Kshhhzzzzzt woarownoarrrrrr!”

“You need help. You need fucking help.”

“Kshhhhzzzzzt!”