Thursday, 21 June 2012
TWO CUBES OVER
(Putting the phone down none too gently.)
Jesus fucking Christ. Will someone tell me how the fuck she makes 40K a year more than me?
Um… I’ll take a stab at it. Because she’s not a foul-mouthed misogynist with an attitude problem and no sense of decorum. I think that might be getting warm.
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At a great meeting of the Animals, who had gathered to elect a new ruler, the Monkey was asked to dance. This he did so well, with a thousand funny capers and grimaces, that the Animals were carried entirely off their feet with enthusiasm, and then and there, elected him their king.
The Fox did not vote for the Monkey and was much disgusted with the Animals for electing so unworthy a ruler.
One day he found a trap with a bit of meat in it. Hurrying to King Monkey, he told him he had found a rich treasure, which he had not touched because it belonged by right to his majesty the Monkey.
The greedy Monkey followed the Fox to the trap. As soon as he saw the meat he grasped eagerly for it, only to find himself held fast in the trap. The Fox stood off and laughed.
“You pretend to be our king,” he said, “and cannot even take care of yourself!”
Shortly after that, another election among the Animals was held.
Take that, subspace.
