The Bauchery

In the meanwhile of you trying to figure out what in the name of haughty hedgehogs is going on with Lithuania and Marco – are they dead? are they both high? is Marco cheating on Lithuania so she crashed the chopper and pretended to kill herself so that he will come back to her? – ah where was I? oh yeah, in the meanwhile, the citizens of the socialist nation of nilbmah where partying it up down and sideways. It was the 3^rd day of the week of national festivities celebrating something that the nilbmahians had long since forgotten in favor of focusing on the frivolity rather than the trivial details of how the founding fathers had fought feverously for the right to be right or something.

Perhaps some of the citizens had heard of the strange goings-onings that where going on around abouts Coralende, but even if it weren’t the 3^rd day of the national festivities, they wouldn’t have paid much attention, not even a single schifel in fact. So as it was the 3^rd day of the national festivities, they were lucky if they could remember their own names let alone a lone gossiping about those other parts of Coralende.

A completely social nation, nilbmah was heartily, liverly, lungly and pretty-much-every-other-part-of-the-bodyly against capitalization. So they had centralized everything so every one was centered in the capitol, nilbmah city, so everyone in the state of niblmah was in a state of downleft debauchery, everyone, that is, except for whinfry winster.

whinfry winster, the only one inside his apartment on the 3^rd day of national festivities, looked down on his fellow citizens from his four story apartment that looked into one of the plazas where a mass of cattle, inspired by C₂H₆, was mooing like madpeople. (That was a fragment sentence - in case you didn’t notice.) He looked down with disgust. whinfry was a small man who couldn’t grow a beard and he had heard of the strange goings-onings that were going on around aobuts Coralende and he also knew that his name was whinfry winster, which is to say he knew that something fishy, like salmon or herring or tuna, was going on and if there was one thing whinfry hated it was salmon – he never knew if he should pronounce the ‘l’ or not. He knew that nilbmah needed to be ready for everything but he also knew that they only thing that nilbmah would be ready for on the 3^rd day of the festivities was the toilet bowl. So he was preparing for them… DAUN DAUN DAAAAAAUN

Wow, that ending was not dramatic even at all. But its an ending neverevertheless. So deal with it.