Wednesday, March 20, 2013

A Fairy Tale (fractured a bit)

The Princess and the Pee
by GC

Herewith is a story that takes place on a dark and stormy night. A princess lay atop her nine or so eiderdown mattresses listening to the downpour and thinking I have to pee but it's hell to clamber down from here. So she held it in, hoping that morning would come and her chambermaid would come with the chamber pot and save her the trouble of clambering down and going to la salle de bain (princesses have bathrooms with fancy French names) by herself. Still, the dark and stormy rain intensified her need to pee. And it came to pass that before the chambermaid appeared to tend her duties a prince appeared on the scene. He was a very tall prince -sort of Wilt the Stilt like- and his head was way above the level of the nine or so mattresses. He was also sort of an intellectual prince -much given to reading books- and so it was whispered throughout the kingdom that he was a prince with his head in the clouds, or that could have been just because he was so tall. Anyway he bent down and kissed the princess, which stimulated her bladder and caused her to turn into a frog. She hopped down from the nine or so mattresses and went and peed in a pond. Bladder empty, she lived happily ever after -on a lily pad. There was no word on what may have ever become of the Prince.

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