Street wanderers move without effort, stepping between piles of refuse, blood and vomit stains, streets covered in all sorts of organic crap ... dried viscera, bird feces, wonderful. Before the year is out many will see the streets for what they are, once the glowing rectangles stop working. The Orangutan King pronounces that Jendiz of Khartoum is the NEW ENEMY - as the new Dutch city is immolated in honor of Moloch, and all the owls of Berlin shiver. Persian ministers hurry to Vienna, but the orange sentinel cannot be dissuaded - and millions will scream in horror as Tehran becomes glass.
66 princes attend the Queens reunion, not one of them prepared for the feast! Her majesty presents emoluments to her weary servants, each one fatter than the next. The hounds lick their lips, and many wonder who will be tossed "to the wolves" next. The King smiles, as the queen writhes, and her world crumbles - but this is per usual, and God is smiling.
Your boss is obsessed with your feet. It's weird, but she really likes your feet and this is YOUR FAULT. You decided to wear open-toe'd sandals to work, that was a mistake ... now Theresa is really into your feet in the most inappropriate way possible. Something must be done, but WHAT? Well ... next week a new contractor starts ... "Phil" ... and Theresa will soon be into Phil's feet, so you're golden.
