Byron was getting weird so we sent him on
- Byron was getting weird so we sent him on vacation, but when he got back he put mosquito netting around his cubicle & when the secretary came with the mail he said, "Me Tarzan, you
- Secretary!" Sandy was upset by Byron's chauvinistic language. She screamed "Me Administrative Assistant, you bastard!" She ripped the mosquito netting around his cubicle and
- sent him packing on the first boat to Greece. Byron sadly said: "If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? With silence and tears. ""F-off" said Sandy
- As Byron sailed off in his ghost ship. Some four years later, the ship was found abandonned by Bikini island. He was never seen or heard from again, the story goes.
- But if you are lucky and the winds blow just right across Bikini Island you can smell him. His smell never left the island. Some say the smell is the only thing keeping the island
- from being ravaged by outsiders. His unrelenting stench kept visiting oceanliners and invasive species from landing on Bikini Island's shores. The natives took to wearing pince nez
- , waving their hands, and wailing every time he came within a mile radius. Even the bikini clad fishmongers were moved by his odeur nauséabonde. Someday he would leave the island
- for a floating trash heap in the middle of the Baltic Sea but for now he was the honorary Mayor of this peculiar island. A mascot of sorts. They even bottled his unique odor and so
- ld it to the American tourists for five hundred dollars an ounce, claiming it was the sweat of some Yotvingian Prince who happened to be a direct descendent of Buddha. The island
- ended up one of the most wealthy and desirable travel destinations in the world, with gullible sightseers arriving in hoards to purchase the Buddha sweat.
- Started
- 2012-02-05 17:18:43
- Finished
- 2017-09-02 21:11:39
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SlimWhitman Sep 03 2017 @ 03:16
Happy end for Byron of Bikini Island.
Woab Sep 03 2017 @ 10:58
Warms the heart, offends the nose.