I'm Darth Figpucker
and I'm a haiku addict.
It's been ten hours

since my last haiku.
Sweaty balls zoo trip hard drugs
shoplifted French cheese.

Or something like that.
Should we perhaps talk physics?
Quantum computing?

Warp drive possible?
Superconductor progress?
Cryogenic sleep?

Or magnetic powder infused dingleberries that can be launched at Mach-4 from a portable rail-gun toward politicians that we don't like. (Which would be all of them, yeah?) Not large enough to kill but just do permanaent brain damage so they can be put in nursing facilities and sexually abused daily live streamed on the Dark Web (which really isn't all that dark.) And the proceeds go to help hungry and homeless children around the world. Yes? I'm glad you agree!