Morning Spam

[Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many]

oops

traffick boss is sitting on an imaginary sofachair in his hyperprison,
smoking an imaginary cigar, resting his feet on imaginary enslaved
politicians, when suddenly (oops) a strange pall comes over dictator of
dictatortopia

dictator of dictatortopia’s eyes grow wide like saucers and his arms raise
in the air, his mouth rounds like a klaxon: “red alert! red alert!”

dictatortopia (in hypnotic monotone) : “the battleships have invaded our
sidearms! red alert! to your mudstations! red alert! to your mudstations!”

traffick boss perks up from his pretend-relaxation and attends to dictator
of dictatortopia, coming near him

dictator of dictatortopia: “red alarm! i mean alert!”

traffick boss: “now, what is going on here?”

traffick boss blows imaginary smoke at dictator of dictatortopia (who
appears to relax some, unrounding his klaxon mouth and lowering his arms—
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