well yeah, you're not a jedi

Dave was working on painting our back hallway tonight. I was upstairs putting Jonah to bed. When I came down Dave was in the living room twisting violently. No, not the Chubby Checker dance.

Dave: My back needs to crack.

Lisa: You're going to hurt yourself.

Dave: I just don't have the right force to make it release.

Lisa: That's because you're not a Jedi.

Dave: Oh, come on now.

Lisa: Sorry. You're just not a very good Jedi.