> > > > > 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
boss of well-respected corporation sat behind the parked car. when he would calm, sometimes some of him would gently wander into wondering if somebody had forged emails from him and introduced himself as "slave b--"
