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I was rather sour for I was over an hour
and thirty minutes late to Won-Won’s 21st and graduation dinner and
I had forgotten to adorn my waist with a belt. If it has belt holes, then there
should be a belt. However this rule only applies when suspenders are not
involved. I strode into the venue with one purpose, to protect and defend.
Yes
this is the amalgamation of two distinct celebrations. It was the pinnacle of
"jollification". My enjoyment of it would have been unparalleled had Sir
Heartsbane, Sir BFG and Sir Jafar not chosen to bid for Won-won’s hand.
Won-won, my dear friend, is the stuff of
legend. She is Persephone, for if some dark Lord kidnapped her for her charms,
there would surely be an abundance of young fools willing to travel to the dark
realm to steal her from him. When she is in possession of her full array of
forces, she is capable of plunging any man within range into pure delirium and
thirst. Yes, just like cinnamon.
She is Helen, if she were ever stolen away
by some young fool his household would be battered by powers so large that he
would curse the very day that he laid eyes on her.
Because of her affliction, she is well
guarded. Rapunzel had a tower, but Won-won comes with a mother-ship capable of
going nuclear, and a father-ship capable of inter-galactic travel and planetary
destruction. She is also served by me. When I’m on duty I take on the manner of
Don Quixote de La Mancha.
If any Vagrant wishes to stake a claim on
my dear friend whose charms exceed that of a goddess, whose beauty and wit are
widely told of in this land and the next. Let him be warned that I am ready to
take on all charlatans and vile creatures. Should I fail, I am certain that
you’ll wish that you had met your demise at my hand for the mother-ship and
father-ship are formidable indeed.
You have been warned.
Happy Days,
Afam.
2 comments:
Enjoyed this piece bro. Keep it up
Sir Jafaar, if you would like your own washing then share. Thanks though. Much appreciated. xx
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