A MOMENT OF YOUR TIME....MR BOND..... (Part 3) lol
Meanwhile…..
A long way away from that dive in Casablanca……In a dodgy Hash Joint in down town Tehran, trainee Arch villain Ahmed Innajacket, (Who, it has been said, (Quietly), was the product of a union, between a Kasbah tradesman and a bad tempered Egyptian Camel, with aspirations for something higher in life).…..Contemplated someone’s demise over a hubbly bubbly, whilst absent mindedly, stroking Fatima….His very large muzzled ferret, with the half index finger on his right hand that she had kindly left him with…..She and her relatives, of which he kept about a thousand, were used to dining on human flesh, she was his favourite though, and if any man upset him, she always got first bite……Usually the most tender part of a his anatomy, as the hapless unfortunate, usually paid for his crime by being shackled to the floor by wrists and ankles, spread eagled, face up…..Then, Fatima would be released, only to claw her way up his trouser leg, and there she would stay, until she had finished dining, heedless of the mans screams…..Then, of course, the relatives were let in to the little dungeon…..Usually after about three hours, there were only a heap of bones, where once had been a human being…..It can be comfortably surmised at this point then, that our friend, mentioned above, may not be liked very much by anyone, but was respected by most….and though they might think, and be right, that he is not a nice man, they wouldn’t say so…….If they wanted to live, that is….
He was revelling in the atmosphere of the joint, even flashing the occasional smile to anyone who would be brave enough to walk past his place on the pile of silk cushions that he had brought back from Italy, where he had just spent the last five years…..
Five long years…….Learning how to run a family, Italian style….Starting as a Soldier at the bottom…up to Associate, Capo, Boss, and finally Godfather….. Robbing, Bludgeoning, stabbing, shooting, embezzling, and murdering as he went…..It had been a very pleasant five year holiday for him, but now he was on the next rung of the ladder to world domination….Because everybody knows that to be a successful Arch Villain, you must have a viable plan for world domination…..This takes a lot of original thinking, as most of the good ideas have already been taken and tried by other’s…..Such hero’s as Dr. No, Goldfinger, The Man with the Golden Gun, with that idiot of a dwarf he had…..He made a quick mental note….No dwarves as evil henchmen, it just doesn’t work!……The list was long and distinguished, and he had artists impressions of them all in oils, in gold frames in his private gallery….Not the dwarf though…..
“Yes“, He thought, “I have Aspirations!”
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Posted: Jun 2011
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Hope you are all following this!.....lol.....Andrew...xxx
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