Diary of a Sith Lord: Total buzzkill

I am pleased that so many of you were interested in my last transmission. With the abundance of credits it earned, I decided to go out and share the wealth. I have heard about this dancer named Oola. She is supposed to be very talented and very green. So I headed out with a belt full of single credits to make it rain like a Kamino storm.

She wasn't supposed to go on until 11:00 so I decided to blow off a little steem at a local cantina. The night started off pretty well with me just chilling a little bit with some new allies.

These two know how to party likes it 0 BBY

By around 10:45 I was feeling no pain and decided to head to the club (This is a lie. I am in constant agony. What's left of my body is one giant 3rd degree burn.) But I was feeling a bit lighted headed. Kind of like the time I took off my helmet to talk to the Emperor and then I walked away and forgot where I put it. So many dipshits got force choked that day.

When I arrived at the club, here is what I saw.

I know I should have been excited and shouted things like, "Oh yeah, shake it madam!" and "Capital knockers!" But I just couldn't get into it.

All I kept thinking was, "What does that woman's father think of this?"
"Does he know?" 'What kind of scumbag is he?"

After I started down that dark path, I didn't even care about seeing Oola anymore. So this is how I ended the night.

Thanks anyway for the support today. I think I'm just made to suffer. It's my lot in life.

If you didn't see the original transmission, you can find it here: https://steemit.com/funny/@dragonslayer109/what-it-s-like-to-ruin-an-empire-hiring-independent-contractors-featuring-lordvader-as-author