In what is being hailed by one parent as a “sweeping,
resolute victory,” the world’s tiniest kingdom, Bublandia is no more.
The recently deposed King Bub emerged from the kingdom walls
last night waving a soiled diaper. He was barely recognizable under layers of
grime and a scraggly beard.
“My loyal subjects were ready to be Gallipoli-ed with me, but cooler heads prevailed,” the
now-just-plain Bub said, fighting back tears. “Now does anybody here have a goddamn TWINKIE???”
A dearth of food and water undoubtedly hastened the collapse
of the neophyte state. This hit Bub, the only non-stuffed inhabitant of
Bublandia, the hardest.
“In the end, he threatened to eat us all,” Orange Monkey,
one of Bub’s loyal subjects reported. “But then Giraffe reminded him he was a
vegetarian. Whoops.”
Numerous other factors contributed to the fall of the 2.5’
by 4’ empire, including “tired” soil, a lackluster sewage system and the
production of nothing.
“Also, the eco-tourism thing never really took off the way
I’d hoped,” Bub added.
As a result, Bublandia will be absorbed back into
Parentopolis, effective immediately. Grand Puba of Parentopolis, Daddy, had
only this to say:
“Bow to my victory scepter, bitches!”
Despite the taunting and misery that is sure to beset Bub
under such a regime, he says he has no regrets:
“It turns out peace and love is not a sustainable model for
a republic after all, but we gave it a good run. And, selfishly, I’d say founder/ruler
of a sovereignty before age two will look pretty good on my resume.”
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