A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a young man became restless with his life on a distant planet. Despite the years spent there, he felt he still hadn't found what he was looking for. He had been watching planet Earth, with their mysterious ways, and finally the day came when his desire was too much, and with a shout, he fell from the sky to hopefully find peace on Earth.
He at first tried honest work. Work that would make him feel proud and satisfied.
He tried to be a cowboy...
...a farmer...
...a weatherman...
...a pilot...
...a city planner...
...a hotel proprietor...
...the Vice President of the United States (okay, maybe that wasn't so very honest, he thought belatedly)...
... but none of these occupations exhilarated him.
He turned to sports, to tire and relax his body.
There was boxing...
...professional wrestling...
...he joined a marching band...
...but none of these pursuits was what he was looking for either.
Aw thanks you guys! 
Thank you so much. 
bbl...
Well that is a perfect ending if you ask me. 
You guys are all great. 
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