Vader: My master, the situation was.....complicated.

Emporer: Please...explain.

Vader: First of all, their pilots and gunners can aim...

Emporer: Aiming is insignificant to the dark side.

Vader: Yes, this is true master, and I started to force choke the living sh*t out of all of them, when an unusually powerful telepath started interfering...

Emporer: Are you saying you were beaten?

Vader: No! No, of course not, I managed to defeat her after some difficulty...then, that....that....freak started to sing....and he told me off his stamp collection, and he rapped, we tried to jam the transmission, but they put so much power into the transmission we couldn't....

Emporer: What are you saying?

Vader: They have this man that is so d*mn annoying...

Emporer: Surely, a little singing could not defeat you?

Vader: My lord, you have never heard him sing, other wise, my master, you would understand...

Emporer: He's really that bad??

Vader: Oh, YES, you don't even know the half of it.

Emporer: Bring him to me, and together we shall take him down.

Vader: Uh...I don't think you want me to do that...he might have a bottle cap collection...

Emporer: Oh, come on nothing's so bad it's worth this fear.

Vader: YOU HAVE NEVER MET THIS MAN!!! er...sorry sir, but well, if you want him, I can arrange for him to get to you.

Emporer: Very well then, you may go. And see to it you do conquer this new galaxy.

Vader bows and leaves.