May the Force Be With You

Mary sent me a Facebook message this morning, and it might be my favorite niephew story ever. Okay, wait, it's not my favorite one, but it's a close second - oddly enough they both feature Spenser, who is five. I should really tell you that other one...It depends, can I write penis on the blog?

Okay, here's Mary's message to me and Ben this morning:

I had the following conversation this evening with Spenser.

I can't remember exactly why we were talking about who you would be in Star Wars, Ben, but it started out with making up a time travel story in which Spenser was convinced you would much rather go "back to Star Wars time" than to the 1971 Nebraska-Oklahoma game.

ME. So who would Ben be?

SPENSER. Yoda! Because he's old.

ME & EMILY. What?!

SPENSER. No, just kidding. He would be Lando, but no, he couldn't, because of the underwear.

ME & EMILY. WHAT?!

SPENSER. Yeah, he'd definitely be a Wookie. He's got the hair.

And also, Sully would want to go to the Dog Planet. Where there are dogs. And puppies cure Darth Vader of the Swine Flu, and of being mean.