TheClown – Intro
Once upon a time in a far realm, its inhabitants found themselves with the problem of choosing the form of government to adopt.
“Not a Democracy,” said GoodBoy, an elderly and listened watchdog with few ideas but very loyal to its owners. “It is proven that it does not work,” he thundered, limping left and right.
“I propose the monarchy,” said TheGrannySlut, a skinny old prostitute with pointy knees, “and I will be your Queen”. “And I will dance and cheer up your evenings, I will be your and your court’s jester,” said TheClown, a pikie with no education who always managed to crawl into favorable positions.
“I heard that on a farm near here called ‘Animal Farm’, the pigs rule and dogs guard their power” said Frau PigNose, winking at the old GoodBoy who limped from side to side. “Yes, but you’re the only pig here,” her neighbors silenced her, hating her because she always rooted their garbage.
So it was that TheBrownMan, a man who was known for his uselessness, came forward and proposed: “look, we are few people in the realm, if we remove even one man from doing his work, we risk blowing up the whole system. Instead, if we take the most useless, the laziest, the least intelligent and the least prepared elements and we put them to govern the others -that, said between us, are also a herd of sheep- then we will have a perfect system functioning like a Swiss watch”. “Let’s have the most idiots ruling. My uselessness is recognized on the know word, I candidate to be president” concluded TheBrownMan, emanating all around his mephitic smell of excrements.
The proposal of TheBrownMan was greeted with shouts of jubilation, they were all enthusiastic, above all the most idiots who finally had the chance of their lives.
TheClown, knowing he was the most idiotic of all, has already seen himself in glorious positions surrounded by numerous servants in shiny livery.
The old prostitute with pointy knees, feeling the most idiotic of all, besides being sure of her uselessness in society, even as a prostitute, she thought she would soon be idolized as a goddess. The Brown Man, who had not made the proposal by chance, was also sure he could take advantage of it.
Only GoodBoy, for its profound nature of servant, didn’t consider to get any advantage from it.
All happy, the first idiocracy of the known world was born. It was called the Great Idiocratic Reign.
We will follow the events of the inhabitants of this reign. Unfortunately, these stories and the comic strips accompanying them are not so funny, don’t blame me for that, I’m just a storyteller. Blame the characters who are just sad idiots.
Once upon a time in the Great Idiocratic Reign…
In the solitude of your workplace, when you are busy torturing employees and eating the shit of your boss, it often happens that you feel that emptiness in your heart that drives you to seek some human warmth on a carnal trade website.
It is by chance or by an evil plan of fate, that a sugardaddy in desperate need of affection and a clown lacking attention meet.
This is the story TheClown and his sugardaddy TheBrownMan and their prohibited love. Their love is forbidden by the Order-of-Conduct, where are collected the rules of the Great Idiocratic Reign. So they are forced to live their love into hiding.
Between the two is an overwhelming passion, weekends in the country, eating together in the trough of pigs, passionate facesitting sessions, the two become inseparable.
Only a third person is disturbing the wet dreams of the two lovebirds.
On the know dating site mysugarclown.com
TheClown: yippee daddy, we have done it. He is out.
Sugardaddy: well done, son. I’ll reward you with my golden shower tonigth.
TheClown: Yes papi.
Disclaimer. Any resemblance with existing sugardaddy-sugarclown relationship is purely coincidental.
Idiotic yes, jerk yes, cunt yes, but with (little) honour!
An honoured sugardaddy always keep his promises.
TheBrownMan likes to populate his useless existence with useless people his equal.
The lackeys of his court satisfy him in all his wishes, starting from his sugarclown TheClown.
Some voice of disapproval are disturbing his useless stinking existence, but he knows how to react to critics.
The two lovebirds, TheClown and TheBrownMan, do not spare themselves very hot loving games. But every once in a while an accident happen.
TheBrownMan known for his red gloves as well as for his incompetence and worthlessness, could have lost something.
On the known website mysugarclown.com
TheClown: Hi daddy, can you check if you have your left-hand red glove with you?
TheBrownMan: Son I cannot find it.
TheClown: I suspected, you lost it inside my anus last night.
TheBrownMan: Can you give it back to me?
TheClown: Yes, but it is brown now.
TheBrownMan: Son, tonight I will colour the other one.
TheClown: I love you daddy.
In the last episode TheBrownMan promised something to TheClown. Let’s see if the ridiculous man he keep his promise.