Me and Julio

We got an exchange student at school this last week. He comes from Endor in South America and he's an Ewok. His name is Julio and he likes to eat other Ewoks for lunch. And burritos. And Lunchables. He speaks English, 'cause that's what everyone speaks in outer space. That's how Captain Kirk got so much tail...although he does speak the language of love, and Po says that's universal, which, if memory serves, is where outer space is. And Julio IS an alien. But he's a legal alien 'cause he's gonna be a lawyer. But right now he's only in the first grade, so he's gotta long way to go before he can start chasing ambulances. Mackenzie chases ambulances, but she's a dog, and she's supposed to, although I'm not sure why dogs chase cars. They can't drive so what are they gonna do with a car when they catch it? Unless it's an ice cream truck, which would be a great thing to catch, except you can't let dogs eat chocolate or they'll die, and I don't want Mackenzie to die 'cause we already lost one member of our band (Ollie the Octopus got caught shoplifting the pootie and got sent to Juvie Hall...I sure hope he doesn't get roomed with Gary the Gorilla!!!). Maybe Julio can play those Stormtrooper Head Bongos like his people like to play and then we can really start to put out cheesy craptastic Disney-esque inappropriate Muppet music (shame on you John Williams!). Gotta go. Gotta meet Julio down by the schoolyard!