Back From A Long Journey.
Ah, it is so good to see all you old geezers again. I’ve been travelling a bit during the last few months and in the process I visited a lot of cities. At times like this I wish I was a long distance truck driver to see the world for free.I started off with a trip to Electri City but it was a shocking experience. I’ll never go there again. Being charged to go to Capa City I set of at a dizzy speed but I could not stop in time and when finally I did, I was at Velo City. Not a bad place – if only the pace was a bit slower. I did not stay long in Scar City. All the shops were empty and the people were starving.
At some stage I found myself at Univer City where they told me I got it all wrong. Apparently it is not a city at all. Only a large campus to keep a lot of fossilized academics occupied. They suggested that if I want to visit a real city with the same sentiments I should travel to Eccentri City. I stayed there for a while and I must admit that I found not a single eccentric person around. Some of the people had some weird ideas and theories but that is normal, is it not? I think the city got a wrong name.
My next stop was at Elasti City. What a boring place! Everybody was so flexible and eager to follow suit that the entire population followed one another in a large circle around the city. Almost like a snake trying to swallow itself. Not exactly a vicious circle as it was too pacified. Viva City was another strange place. Somehow the people could not talk without using their hands and their body English was excellent; even though none of them spoke English.
Then I spend some time at Catholi City to view all the beautiful cathedrals and churches, I left in a hurry when all the people gathered in a square to cheer a funny looking old man in a red Santa outfit. Too much is more than enough. On my way out I learned that the city is actually a state and used to be known by another name I cannot remember now.
I did not like Dupli City but Simpli City was less complicated. Then I set off for Auda City. This was when I first longed back to CS. The people were bold to the point of rudeness, but not half as bad as those in Fero City which I visited next. That was when I realised that I’ve been away from CS for too long.
Ethni City was almost like back home in my country where everybody tries to ram their cultures down everybody’s throats. At Atro City the nuthouse finally caught up with me. It was a disgrace how they put me in a straight jacket right there in the street with everybody watching. If I was not so used to this kind of treatment I may have been humiliated.
Well, after the inevitable stack of paperwork (with a black pen in triplicate) I was taken to Authenti City to verify my identity before returning me to the nuthouse. So here I am with all my fellow inmates in Luna City. So nice to be with people I understand.
Now enjoy this day.
Comments (96)
But I have bad news for you. The probation officer never put it on me. She said she'd be in trouble if the authorities discovered where I sleep at night. So she put it on my dogs neck. He does not walk around. He never strays far from my house,
Good idea with the dog.
yup, i can dig that - never sacrifice what we want. i have become an specialist .
good to see you .
True, and have you noticed how easy it is to give away what you don't have.
All joking aside it is good to see you back.
my friend
I'm not really back yet. You won't see much of me during the next three weeks. After that I'll be here more regularly again. But it is nice to be back again.
But we still want them too.
It reminds me of a story.
At a Communist Party meeting Jimmy, a very hot CP supporter sitting in the front row, was asked by the speaker on the stage what he would do if he had two houses. Without hesitating a minute Jimmy said that he would give one house to a comrade.
Next the speaker asked him what he would do if he had to cars. The answer was the same.
And, asked the speaker, if you had two bicycles, will you also give it to a comrade who had no bicycle?
Jimmy shook his head. No, he won’t give his bicycle away if he had two.
Now what’s the matter, the speaker asked. You are prepared to give a house and a car away. Why not a bicycle?
Ah comrade, the thing is, I have two bicycles.
Nice one Cat,
comes the test for a good communist.
If you had two girlfriends will you give one to a friend?
But you are beautiful. Can you fetch me at the airport? I'll be on the next flight to Indonesia.
I have to be attentive with your questions, as usual.
Anyway, have a grand weekend, Catfoot.
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