“Do you WANT to get your arm cut off?”

“Of course not, but -”

“And that moving stuff around with your mind thing?  Really?”  She asked, bobbing her head sharply, blinking her eyes.

“No, mom, you’re doing it wrong… that’s ‘I Dream of Jeannie’.  Jedi use a graceful, stylish hand motion.”  I demonstrated.

“Not without arms, they don’t.”

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