> > > > boss of well-respected corporation was hiding behind a parked car so > > > > that nobody would see him or hurt him > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation: "it's so nice to be hidden behind > > > this parked car and safe from dangerous things!" > > > > on the other side of the parked car, potentially deadly things like > > hearts and flowers and smiles were firing every which way and that > > these unknown, potentially extremely deadly things would fly in every > direction, sometimes careening by, sometimes making massive impacts in > the distance, sometimes striking something near the parked car that > boss of well-respected corporation was hiding behind > > but boss of well-respected corporation was safe from the flowers and > cheery conversations
<once, in a prior eon, one of the ancestors of boss of well-respected corporation had peeked out from behind their parked car, and were greeted by a smiling expression of "slave b--!" and they then pulled their head back behind the parked car, and set up a many-generational religion to stay behind it
