OMG….A Pink Panther?

Ladies and gentleman: The story you are about to read is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.

It is the long and short of it!

It was a typical day in the camp, all the very important people (VIP) were around the canteen waiting for their turn to for painting and tumbling (P/T). On that day some VIP’s would attend a special session with the lead P/T and be fit with a made-to-order vessel. This vessel would be custom built and would fit each VIP like a glove. The vessel would be comfortable and allow the VIP to travel, eat and communicate with other VIP’s throughout about the land. Without the vessel VIP’s would only be able to isolate in their own shelter and not have the fortune of travel.

Each day the Artist made her daily rounds pushing her candy cart so that the VIP’s got the necessary nourishment’s. The Artist was essential to support the VIP’s existence. Without the candy nourishments the VIP’s would not survive. All the candy nourishment’s were individually wrapped specifically measured and packaged for each VIP. Each VIP required a specific combination of candy, no blend was the same, so Artist was meticulous as she gave the candy to the VIP’s and had over 38 years of experience, making her the “expert.” If she gave the candy in error she would have the keys to the candy cart taken away. She viewed this responsibility very seriously.

One day the Artist thought it would be a great idea for her sibling, the Novice to work with the P/T. The Novice enjoyed the work very much and learned many skills that would use later in life. The Artist inspired the Novice. She became a mentor and a hero to the Novice. The Artist taught the Novice many things about work, about life and about love. But most of what was learned was after camp at the corner bat and brew. Skills like how to play dice, smoke, drink brew and hard liquor out of little tiny glass cups. These cups were so small one had to have several to feel hydrated. Non-the-less, the Novice and the Artist enjoyed their work at the same camp everyday that year.

The Novice was excited this particular day because of the opportunity to assist the P/T in creating the first hand-made vessel. This vessel would be crafted from two pink liquids, that when mixed together, would combust, causing a chemical reaction. The mixing of the liquids caused the volume to expand and eventually be a solid. Two quarts of each liquid would result in a vessel that was 6 feet wide and 6 feet tall. The liquid would become a solid with in 90 seconds, so the Novice and the P/T would have to work swiftly.

They would need to mix the the two pink liquids and pour quickly pour it into a large plastic garbage bag, then form the bag around the VIP. This would make a perfect mold of the likes of the VIP. The Novice and the P/T carefully poured the pink liquid in the bag, but the clumsy Novice missed and some of the liquid fell to the floor.

P/T yelled, “Step back?”, “Do not touch the liquid, just let it react and stay focused on the creation of the VIP’s vessel.” The vessel was complete and perfectly fit the VIP. When they looked down on the floor, the Novice said, “Yikes…is that a Pink Panther?” The liquid had formed into the perfect long, erect 2 foot appendage with two spheres hanging below the Pink Panther. A perfect oversized pink, banana shaped appendage. P/T began to laugh hysterically, uncontrollably to the point at which he was gasping for air. P/T said, “Yep that definitely looks exactly like the biggest and hardest Pink Panther I have ever seen. Playfully they laughed and joked as if the Pink Panther was sacred god of some type. They poked each other with it, jested and joked.

The Novice loved a good laugh and always liked to share a sally. He said to the P/T, “Wouldn’t it be fun to surprise the Artist and put the Pink Panther upside her candy cart?” The P/T laughed and encouraged the Novice to share the hysterics of the Pink Panther. The Novice went to the camp office and met up with the Camp Supervisor. She too had a keen desire for a good laugh and said, “Novice you are nuts!, but go ahead.” Laughing she pointed out the room where the candy cart was stored. The Novice carefully picked up the cover and gently placed the long, erect Pink Panther complete with it low hanging spheres, on the candy cart and pull over the cover. The timing was perfect as the Artist would be coming soon to pick up her cart to make morning candy rounds. Laughing uncontrollably the Camp Supervisor and the Novice shut the door and went about their task for the day.

The Camp Supervisor was typing the schedule of the camp counselors for the week, when in walks Madam Governance touring a new Artist that was interviewing at the camp. Madam G. turned and said to the new Artist, “We store the candy cart in this room”, as she opened the door. The Camp Supervisor gulped and began to panic, but there was nothing she could do to divert Madam G. Madam G uncovered the candy cart, picked up the long, erect Pink Panther, complete with its low hanging spheres and said, “Camp Supervisor, How does this new tool help us complete the task of giving out the candy?” Camp Supervisor stuttered and said, ah, um, gee, well, yes sort of Madam G. The new Artist’s face turned red as the Camp Supervisor tried to retrieve the Pink Panther and put back under the covers.

Next thing the Novice heard over the camp loud speaker was the Artist yelling, “Novice report to the camp office you are a dead man!”

This is the second in the Temenos series, “The long and the short of it!”

Remember the the story you have read is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent and the facts altered to protect the guilty!

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