This will probably get me lynched, never mind hounded from the site... but here goes. Yoda speaks like Sukings on crystal meth, has all the worst attributes of your dad, is colored like what your bum produces after washing down spinach and Mexican food with 19 beers, and his hackneyed, cliched, pompous and self-righteous philosophy is what might be produced if you could somehow integrate the messages in fortune cookies into the mind of a drunken grizz dipper with a larger brain than normal for the species.