The Parable of Jakko the Clown

[Cuddlefish]

"So... Whatcha doin'?"

"Trying to get this here square peg through that there hole."

Sam stands and crams and rams, and attempts to fit, with his bare hands, the solid square peg into the hole, but to no avail.

"See here!" Stan says, "You ninny, you're using the wrong peg! This round peg should do the trick just right!"

Soon, Stan stands and crams and rams, and attempts to fit, with his bare hands, the solid round peg into the hole, but to no avail.

"Ho there, fellows! What seems to be the issue here?" Dan inquired as he entered the equation.

"Well, we're trying to get one of these here pegs into that there hole." Sam and Stan respond in unison.

"Ha!" Laughed Dan,"You back-water rubes! You need to think out of the box! Try something different! Try something new! Let's see," to himself, "this ought to do..."

Soon after, Dan stands and crams and rams, jams and slams, and attempts to fit, with his bare hands, a solid rhombus peg into the hole, but to no avail.

Sam, Stan and Dan stood for a bit, examining their pegs, curious as to what might be the problem with them. And, after some time, Sam, Stan and Dan were joined, one by one, by Jan, Sam (short for Samantha), Flann, Brahm, Grahm, and two-thirds of the entire Clam-Clan. Each one, one by one, attempted to force, fit, stick, pound, coerce, cheat, or spectulate upon a way to get their own pegs through the hole.

It was getting late, and the small troop were becoming edgy, annoyed with the facts that they just could not get their own personal pegs through that hole. It was ony a matter of time that, in such heat, and in such closed quarters, arguments and fighting broke out.

"It just HAS to be MY peg! There's NO REASON why it couldn't be!" Shouted the strong willed Brahm.

"BULLSHIT! There's no WAY it's yours!" yelled Sam (short for Samantha) in response. "You're a no-good shit!"

"Fuck it. I give up." The discontented Flann conceded.

Then, the entire Clam Clan, getting tired of the whole ordeal, beat up a few guys and took their pegs home with them.

Sam, Stan, and Dan remained, piled in a heap in which they complained. They looked at thier pegs, with teary eyes, to their disdain.

"It seems here's a problem that can't be explained!"

At this moment, Jakko the Clown arrived with a bottle of water, which he poured into the hole.

[Lies]

 

love it, nice one man

[Cuddlefish]

love it, nice one man

Thanks, man. Glad you liked it, even though it was just me musing. It WAS fun to write.

[The Johnny]

Took me some long seconds for the end to sink in (which id say is a good effect), i really like it.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

I had one of those "Wouldn't it be funny if . . ." moments, around the rhombus peg part, thinking water would go through the hole just nicely. Then I thought, "Naaaaah. Donut-shaped peg."

Nicely written.

The part with the bitching Clam-Clan sounds like something that would happen at a family reunion on my dad's side, only with more booze and some roasting piglets.