Methane has engulfed the Gastric Republic. The taxation of dutch ovens to chocolate starfish is in dispute.
Hoping to relieve the intestinal blockade of silent, but deadly, bratwurst bugles, the greedy Trade Federation has ripped a bubbler on the small planet of Nopoo.
While the congress of the Republic endlessly smelts thunder dumplings, the Supreme Chancellor has secretly broke wind to two Gassy Knights, the guardians of pants geese and blanket bombs in the galaxy, to settle the cushion creepers....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9nY20SHNdrg&NR=1
Fart! The Gastric Republic is rumbling under ass cracks of the ruthless Sith Lord, Count Dookie. There are pant stainers on both sides. Vile smells are everywhere.
In a stinking move, the fiendish HUMrrhoid leader, General Gaseous, has steamed into the Republic capital and kidnapped Chancellor Pootpatine, leader of the Gastric Senate.
As the backdoor breeze Army attempts to flee the besinged crapital with their valuable hot air, two Gas Master Knights lead a colonic calliope to rescue the captive Chancellor....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FF0yiJjhuzo