I’ve often wondered why maintenance men occasionally put ice at the base of urinals. Truth be told, I’ve never had the heart to ask. All I can suppose is it is done for sheer entertainment value. That is to say, it allows me to inflict my warm yellow wrath upon the inhabitants below, melting them before my very eyes and imbuing me with a glorified sense of godlike power for having vanquished the sleepy inhabitants of ice land, much like God himself does with a tornado over quiet villages in summertime Kansas.
(Or maybe they just need to get rid of some ice.)
BILL
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