December 17, 2017

The vile camel spat on the wall. It broke wind. It belched.

‘The meeting will now come to order,’ it said.

The flunkies, grins cemented in place, nodded enthusiastically. The vile camel wiped its lips on the shoulder of nearest seated flunky.

‘Anybody have any objections to anything I say or do?’ asked the vile camel.

‘No, never,’ offered the flunkies in unison.

‘The meeting is adjourned,’ said the vile camel.

It spat in the hair of each flunky. Chuckling, it left the room.

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