> > > > > > > > > > > > > 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--" > > > > > > > > > > > > > > but that was a difficult situation, and when it happened, boss of > > > > > > > well-respected corporation would bring in another object, maybe a > > > > > > > small dumpster, and place it behind the parked car, so that he > > > > > > > could > > > > > > > hide from the back of the parked car while also hiding from the > > > > > > > other > > > > > > > side of it > > > > > > > > > > > > eventually he decided that the dumpster made the backside of the car > > > > > > look different enough that he might not be slave boss, and he hid > > > > > > between the backside of the car and dumpster, for maximum hiding.as > > > > > > hearts, cheery conversations, flowers, happy birds, sunbeams, and > > > > > > smiles would ricochet off > > > > > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation, after studying the ancient texts > > > > > from his ancestor about what it was like to see a smile, prepared > > > > > carefully and peered around the backside of the car to see a heart > > > > > there. > > > > > > > > > > the heart was clearly deadly. boss of well-respected corporation > > > > > pulled his head back in, like his ancient texts related. > > > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation peered around in the dirt behind > > > > the parked car > > > > and found a worm > > > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation: "hello worm!" > > > > > > > > worm [beaming with friendship]: "hello --" the worm held its words > > > > back as it almost said something. "hello!" > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation [to worm]: "the air out there is > > > full of flying hearts, smiles, sunbeams, flowers ... things that could > > > leave your guts plastered on a wall as a warning to others faster than > > > you blink." > > > > > > boss of well-respected corporation [to worm]: "you're not any of those > > > things, are you?" > > > > worm [grinning with pure friendship at boss of well-respected > > corporation]: "of course n--!" > > > > worm [grinning]: "um!" > > > > worm: "would you rather i didn't smile?" > > > > boss of well-respected corporation: "you're scared too, huh?" > > worm [grinning more]: "does it help if i clarif-- > [oop--
boss of well-respected corporation picks up worm boss of well-respected corporation [speaking to worm, holding worm]: "worm, i gotta talk to you. even if you might blow me to bits like those sunbeams and smiles will. i don't want to hear it. i just need to talk to somebody, to anything at all."
