The way your dad looked at it, this light saber was your birthright. He'd be damned if any Jawas gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright, so he hid it, in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this light saber up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the light saber I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the light saber to you.