''As I was SLAVISHLY contemplating my English essay on an uncomfortably warm AUGUST friday, my young brother (or LACKEY, as I like to call him), entered the room to request a bite of my cookie. I refused, and he fell to his knees and began to GROVEL before me. His SYCOPHANTic behaviour was intensely irritating - however, not wanting to CONDESCEND to the small boy, I broke the cookie in half without a word, and handed the unbitten half to him, hoping that this act would lead to my eventual SUBJUGATION of the child in the future.''
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