"One Sardine!"
"Two Shorcake!"
"Three Can shark!"...
Desperately screameth the Earl of Gamal, a 19th
Century Knight of St. Thomas, when subjected to the
surgical torture of PK, secretary vice assistant
regent of the Order of St. John's Hooligans.
The situation might not have degenerated such, had it
not been for the passage of Don Fisher. Don Fisher was
a Phoenician trader born of modern Futru lineage. He
was baptised in the shallow waters of St. Augustine
(Left bank of St. Andrews) by Mike Earl of Ngu. He
grew up in the deliberately hostile neighborhood of
"Jeutteh", the rightful owner of the "PURER" and
self-declared destructor of the comforts of Captain
Louis Echichi-B. Among many other talents, Don Fisher
was a commendable wrestler on the football pitch. We
need not stress that he once teamed with Sir Pius,
Thane of the House of St. Peter, while they trained
for the Olympics between goal posts. Thanks to the
reputed efficiency of "PURER", Don Fisher developped a
unique ability to postpone physical pain generated
with the help of machettes, clubs and various other
primitive intruments of toture - especially if the the
pain was afflicted to the bare posterior.
Don Fisher, although greatly loved by his kindred, had
this tendency of using his special abilities when they
were not needed. The Secretary Vice Assistant
Regent(SVAR) might have contented himself with a few
threats to his POW's of Light Armoured Division 2A and
2B. The Division did not delegate Don Fisher to offer
his talents or sevices, but in doing so, the Don set
standards that could not be met by the meagre libation
Earl of Gamal was trying to offer. As such, the
captured Division 2A and 2B were priviledged to
witness the most blattant attempt at incremental
corruption of the 19th Century.
"One Sardine!"
"Two Shorcake!"
"Three Can shark!"...
And so it came to pass that, El Gamal who grew up in
St. Andrews, East ... and was not prior to taste of
the goodness of the "PURER", lacked adequate training
when confronted by the wrath of the SVAR. For a few
seconds his survival depended on whether in his
earlier life he had been a subject of "Jeutteh" or
not.
As a grown up, the able Phoenician was a Windbreaker,
resident East of Soccer Pitch. Before that he tried
the Olympics but ended up in the hospital fighting
against God. When God tries to eliminate his
creations, the DON puts up a fight. Thanks
Doc......And he wins!!!!!!!!!
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Copyright SHESA '84
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Great writing
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