A long, long time ago in a galaxy far away there was a farmer, plowing the fields, tending to the chickens and preparing for harvest. He lived a monotonous life with his Aunt and Uncle Owen. It wasn’t awful but it wasn’t amazing either. In fact, for our young farmer, life was lackluster at best. He simply had other dreams.

“I want to be a star fighter” he’d say.
“No, it’s too dangerous. How are you going to make money? What is your backup plan? At least stay for another harvest” Uncle Owen would reply.

In the end, our young farmer couldn’t ignore that itch any longer. Although unsafe and uncertain, he decided to walk his own path. After overcoming many hardships and toils he eventually became the greatest star fighter that ever lived. Oh, and what happened to Uncle Owen you ask? He was killed. Blown to bits by imperial soldiers while plowing the fields, tending to the chickens and preparing for the harvest.

The moral of the story is universal — though the road with heart is uncertain, and darkness lies where the monsters dwell - traveling another’s path is a boring, defeated hell. In other words, F*CK UNCLE OWEN!

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