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“If I ever want something done I have to perform a skirmvas before Our Lord the King.”
“What’s that?”
“A special ceremonial dance requiring the perfect coordination of all seven tentacles and four flippers. We lose about four or five officials a year to the dance because they slip up by two to three millimeters.”
“And what happens to them?”
“Oh, they are thrown from a third-story window and into a shivt-pool. If they survive that then they are beheaded slowly, starting with the two heads on the chest and finishing with the small heads at the ends of their tentacles.”
“Sounds painful.”
“Oh, yes, garnering royal favor can be very hard, and failure means death. But what about you, David? What’s it like on your world?”
“Well, you see, we have these things called lobbyists–”
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