- Non-transparent tubing tunnels through brick foundations.
- Electrified lines line wall innards, laying down dormant electrified payloads.
- Plastic piping pervades the premises, piping sewerage about.
- Gutters glide down, guiding water down.
- Conduits clearly crave attention, they coalesce continuously.
“I am a conduit for sewerage.” Said the mayor of Idols Fonteyn to a shocked audience seated in the town hall.
The Grand Fox Jury had never been asked to convene this late in the evening before. An unprecedented event no doubt.
“Jarrot, this is unprecedented, no arguments there. But can we at least have some nibbles ordered in for the recess?” Said Margrot Fox, red haired fox second to the supreme fox.
MOTION SUSTAINED
All members of the Grand Fox Jury were hoping for nibbles to be served.
The flesh pipes – “Humans” – prefer to be called “the flesh tunnels”. No hang on, that doesn’t sound right. Ah yes, sorry wrong order. Take two; The flesh pipes – “the flesh tunnels” – prefer to be called “Humans”. Now we are getting somewhere. With this context, maybe now you can better understand why the “Human” audience seated in the town hall of Idols Fonteyn was so shocked to hear their very own mayor say he was a conduit for sewerage. Conduits are very closely related to pipes and tunnels and those sorts of things.
Unprecedented, clear as day, no arguments about it. The Grand Fox Jury had to be called in to deal with the silly flesh pipes again.
Nibbles have been served, they await you in the foyer area.
Whilst eating amongst his Grand Jury brethren, Malcom Fox, black haired fox, tenth below the supreme fox, piped up; “This is all a bit silly isn’t it?“
And indeed, it was all just a bit silly.