I have a FAR WORSE story than that one
" it all began while I sat on the Portico of the Palace ,,,
Wanda ( whom I rarely entertain thoughts of , for the fact her Panty hose always seem to sag ) Walked out and announced that the Chief would like conference with me .
I stood , never looking toward Wanda's Panty Hose ( There's a first time for
everything I suppose ) and turned to enter the sliding closet door that
secrets the hidden passages of the Palace ,,,
and briskly popped in on the Old Kooter ,,
Him reviewing the Blue Stone , which was focused in on a Blue Ball of a Planet which the air around of ,,,, was turning a grey brown from pollution .
" Ahem ,,, hulla Rog' ,,, I imagine asking you to wash once in awhile ,,
is difficult to get an acquiescence to ,,, is it not ? "
I just farted in reply and wandered over to hiss at his pet Vulture ,,,
while he cleared another sack of Flem from his Geezerly old esophagus ,, and spat it
at the Church Mouse he tormented for no other reason ,,,, then the fact
he could ,,,,, and get away with it .
He pointed toward the Blue Stone ,, babbled something about shitting
in your own bed ,,, and wiggled a crooked nail bit finger for me to come
take a gawk .
" Look " he said ,,, and I did ,,, not a pretty sight either ,,, bad treatment of a Home
Planet is never a good thing to see ,,,
I kinda hoarsely pronounced in loud objection :
" Good Damned frosted bags of rotted grey matter man ,,,
what is wrong with those Morons ? "
I had to perform some sort of emotional theatrics ,, otherwise , he'd point out,,
that I was ;;; heartless towards creatures of lesser intelligence
and then he'd give me another brown star to watch for a night or two ,,
( he does that kinda shït to me ,,, for the same reason he torments mice ,,,
because he can )
He just shook his head and rested his overly food particle infested Beard upon his
Robe and let it stick there ,,, where it probably is still stuck ,,,
""""I Make them a nice World as a Refuge from the last one they destroyed ,,,
and their Gratitude ???? """"
I cut in with :::: " Is to engage again in the same behavioral patterns
that caused Us to have to move them the third or fourth time as before,,,, DAMN THEM ! "
I hacked and cleared what dew I could from my throat ,,, and asked :::::
" Um , is this where I receive another one of those suckass assignments ,
where I have to be a Hero and save a self destructive race of Hominids
from themselves again ? ,, is this it ,,, the why you called me in here ? "
" NO !!!!!!!!! ,,, he replied ,,, " You're NOT to save them this time ,,
this time ,,, they save themselves or eradicate themselves ,,, you just
point out the problem and cure for it ,,, and let it go at that "
he then spat a grey hair from between his dried out nasty lips ,,,
then said : " Go down there , enter a fetus , be born their way ,,,
When the Body becomes about 45 ,,, begin to tell them their problem and how to fix it ,,,
if they fail to listen ,,,, I'll call you back up ,,, and we'll let them exterminate themselves as they are slowly doing at the moment ,,,, and ,,, you are not to enforce it upon them ,
just get the message to them ,,,
The he asked : " Take the Job ? "
I thought to myself, ( which I'm sure he heard in his mind ,, clairvoyant ass that he is )
" DAMN I HATE THAT WORLD DOWN THERE , I HATE HAVING TO ALWAYS SAVE THEM FROM THEMSELVES "
He took that as a Yes ,,, and I was sent down here ,,,, to stop you all from
harming yourselves any further ,,,, like always you do .
so for 59 years ,,,, I tried hard to get the point across ,,,,, 59 years of your abuse
directed at me ,,, and still I pursued the point with you ,,, and still , you stiff Neck
bastards refused to listen ,,,
shït , no Wonder Jesus refused to come back here again ,,, you morons have NO
SENSE of Dignity nor Gratitude toward loving beings .
Ok , so here I've been in your hell for 59 years ,,,, WITH YOU ,, and that SUCKS HARD !
I'd of rather seen five toes go southbound then do 59 years of this hell you made.
now , which is worse ,,, five toes ,,,,, fifty nine years in hell ?