Another bedtime story
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Another bedtime story
It has been a while since my wandering mind has allowed me to wax poetic...Here is a modern version of Beauty and the Beast....
Listen my children and I shall tell you a tale of a beautiful princess who once was lost but now is found.
It seemed like eons ago, long before the giant collapse, there resided a noble Duke of Prussia. His noble lineage had earned him a place of respect in the global community. But alas, his dream was to spread his spawn beyond his Teutonic castle. How he admired the more common Lady C of the far off land of Oosa. Lady C was known for her ability to assemble her faithful in an elegant yet frugal way. Over the years she had acquired a broad assortment of relatives. Some were rugged and capable of scaling the most treacherous of landscapes. Others were elegant, if not beautiful in the way they carried themselves and small numbers of families on their daily treks to the sporting fields of ***** rolled by feet. So efficient were these humble little boxes, simply yet reasonably assembled the Duke eyed them with a great lust. If only he could adapt their concept to his royal lineage, all might experience the benefits of a regal lineage at a more meager cost.
Before long the Duke set forth suitors to assess the possibilities of such a union. In the land of Oosa there was concern that allowing one of their proud ladies to be swept away by a handsome foreign Duke might not be allowed by the mighty Lords of Oosa. The commoners were concerned that their livelihoods might be usurped by this mighty force from across the seas. Undaunted, the Duke set forth a plan whereby it would be declared that such an occurrence would be “a union of equals.” Placated by this decree the Lords of Oosa acquiesced and allowed the consummation. The Duke installed his likeable henchman, Dieter, to oversee the union of equals. Dieter had plans to bring a little old country romance to Oosa. Soon a true offspring of their joining, the young princess, debuted after an extremely short gestation period. The vehicular literati declared her flowing curves matched with her clothes' sharp creases to be a triumph of classic good looks and a modern air. There she sat regally in her motive castle. Eager purveyors wishing to find good homes for her and her siblings were abundant. Unfortunately these same overseers decided that the dowry demanded should be inflated to fatten their own wallets. Greed does curious things to such soulless individuals. So infatuated with her looks and powerful spirit, many suitors paid the outrageous fines just to posess such a thing of beauty. Convinced that everyone wanted a princess in Oosa no matter the cost, the Duke ordered an unjustified increase in the level of procreation of the Princess. Soon she was joined by a voluptuous topless creature and even yet more spirited offspring, Senorita Seis. The Duke even brought a more modest basic model to the people of Oosa. Soon the entire land would be covered with his new offspring...he thought.
What the Duke did not understand was that while many adored the Princess, only a handful would actually opt to care for her. While trumpets blared her arrival they were shortly silenced completely as the prepatory confines overflowed with her growing numbers. The great masses arriving steadily by sea soon had nowhere to go and sat crowded side by side by watery waiting rooms.
The overseers suddenly discovered that the zealot suitors had all been sated and now were forced to view the princess with clearer lenses. The people of Oosa love their large steeds. Feed was plentiful and cheap. The land of Oosa looked upon the petite princess and acted as though she were anorexic. Where were the zaftig, full bodied conveyances they all loved? How could this tiny princess require such an entry fee when those amply endowed half siblings could be had for less? Soon even the literati, who had at first been so overjoyed at her arrival, now claimed her appearance was more liken to a hunchbacked canine.
It was not long before the Duke’s love for Lady C waned. A divorce was announced and unceremoniously Lady C was left abandoned by her royal partner. The Duke was glad to let the once proud lady go and paid a handsome sum for someone to take her off his hands. The new taskmaster quickly decided that Lady C should go on a diet. She should shed a few pounds and become more svelte. Easy enough, “off with their heads” came the cry. But for the little princess it mattered not. Agreements had been signed and a decree of consummation had been arranged well before the union was dissolved. While the princess drew an excessive dowry when introduced, she was now being auctioned off to the highest bidder to the delight of many who thought they would never possess such a fine specimen of royal lineage.
Now, finally, the breeding farm lay quiet, there would be no new little beauties. For those of us who love these little beasts, we treat them with the loyalty they deserve. We caress them with gentle washes, we preen and groom them. We proudly display our love with little to no regrets. Will there ever be another quite like the little princess? Probably not, but for now we live, drive and dream…
Listen my children and I shall tell you a tale of a beautiful princess who once was lost but now is found.
It seemed like eons ago, long before the giant collapse, there resided a noble Duke of Prussia. His noble lineage had earned him a place of respect in the global community. But alas, his dream was to spread his spawn beyond his Teutonic castle. How he admired the more common Lady C of the far off land of Oosa. Lady C was known for her ability to assemble her faithful in an elegant yet frugal way. Over the years she had acquired a broad assortment of relatives. Some were rugged and capable of scaling the most treacherous of landscapes. Others were elegant, if not beautiful in the way they carried themselves and small numbers of families on their daily treks to the sporting fields of ***** rolled by feet. So efficient were these humble little boxes, simply yet reasonably assembled the Duke eyed them with a great lust. If only he could adapt their concept to his royal lineage, all might experience the benefits of a regal lineage at a more meager cost.
Before long the Duke set forth suitors to assess the possibilities of such a union. In the land of Oosa there was concern that allowing one of their proud ladies to be swept away by a handsome foreign Duke might not be allowed by the mighty Lords of Oosa. The commoners were concerned that their livelihoods might be usurped by this mighty force from across the seas. Undaunted, the Duke set forth a plan whereby it would be declared that such an occurrence would be “a union of equals.” Placated by this decree the Lords of Oosa acquiesced and allowed the consummation. The Duke installed his likeable henchman, Dieter, to oversee the union of equals. Dieter had plans to bring a little old country romance to Oosa. Soon a true offspring of their joining, the young princess, debuted after an extremely short gestation period. The vehicular literati declared her flowing curves matched with her clothes' sharp creases to be a triumph of classic good looks and a modern air. There she sat regally in her motive castle. Eager purveyors wishing to find good homes for her and her siblings were abundant. Unfortunately these same overseers decided that the dowry demanded should be inflated to fatten their own wallets. Greed does curious things to such soulless individuals. So infatuated with her looks and powerful spirit, many suitors paid the outrageous fines just to posess such a thing of beauty. Convinced that everyone wanted a princess in Oosa no matter the cost, the Duke ordered an unjustified increase in the level of procreation of the Princess. Soon she was joined by a voluptuous topless creature and even yet more spirited offspring, Senorita Seis. The Duke even brought a more modest basic model to the people of Oosa. Soon the entire land would be covered with his new offspring...he thought.
What the Duke did not understand was that while many adored the Princess, only a handful would actually opt to care for her. While trumpets blared her arrival they were shortly silenced completely as the prepatory confines overflowed with her growing numbers. The great masses arriving steadily by sea soon had nowhere to go and sat crowded side by side by watery waiting rooms.
The overseers suddenly discovered that the zealot suitors had all been sated and now were forced to view the princess with clearer lenses. The people of Oosa love their large steeds. Feed was plentiful and cheap. The land of Oosa looked upon the petite princess and acted as though she were anorexic. Where were the zaftig, full bodied conveyances they all loved? How could this tiny princess require such an entry fee when those amply endowed half siblings could be had for less? Soon even the literati, who had at first been so overjoyed at her arrival, now claimed her appearance was more liken to a hunchbacked canine.
It was not long before the Duke’s love for Lady C waned. A divorce was announced and unceremoniously Lady C was left abandoned by her royal partner. The Duke was glad to let the once proud lady go and paid a handsome sum for someone to take her off his hands. The new taskmaster quickly decided that Lady C should go on a diet. She should shed a few pounds and become more svelte. Easy enough, “off with their heads” came the cry. But for the little princess it mattered not. Agreements had been signed and a decree of consummation had been arranged well before the union was dissolved. While the princess drew an excessive dowry when introduced, she was now being auctioned off to the highest bidder to the delight of many who thought they would never possess such a fine specimen of royal lineage.
Now, finally, the breeding farm lay quiet, there would be no new little beauties. For those of us who love these little beasts, we treat them with the loyalty they deserve. We caress them with gentle washes, we preen and groom them. We proudly display our love with little to no regrets. Will there ever be another quite like the little princess? Probably not, but for now we live, drive and dream…
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Re: Another bedtime story
A lovely tale oh namesake of Seņorita Seis ... one might easily say f*** those in the land of Oosa and the zaftig, full bodied conveyances they rode in on who think our petite princesses to be anorexic and have endeavored to orphan them ... but, they have seemingly performed that act upon themselves by sending their expeditions of explorers to attempt an old-time escalade of fortress walls and are even now having the slings and arrows of current fortune being shot at them as well as having boiling ethanol-laced oil dumped over their seemingly brainless heads ... it appears that the governing bodies in Oosa may soon rule over the breeders of those zaftig full-bodied conveyances and, for them, that would be a fate even worse than death ...
As for me, I go now to bathe my petite princess in a much needed warm, gentle wash ... it seems she has been traveling in stormy weather and a portion of the dirt of the winter road has sullied her curvaceous beautiful body ...
As for me, I go now to bathe my petite princess in a much needed warm, gentle wash ... it seems she has been traveling in stormy weather and a portion of the dirt of the winter road has sullied her curvaceous beautiful body ...
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