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The King and his excreta


Whenever the King wanted to excrete his devotees would compete with one another to carry the chamber pot. It was very rarely that they got an opportunity to carry the excreta of the King since the King was mostly abroad spreading the cultural greatness of their country far and wide.

Whenever the King returned from abroad the devotees gathered outside the airport to receive him. They jostled with one another and elbowed out one another. Those who managed to get near to the King in spite of the Z+ guards (by bribing them, in fact) all had a chamber pot with them. “Do you want to excrete, Your Majesty?” They asked the King. “Please excrete, Your Majesty.”

TV channels were ready with OB vans that had helicams which would record the King’s excreting. They telecasted the whole process under various names such as Bowel ki Bath and Swachh Rashtra. The finest industrialists of the country competed with one another to sponsor the TV shows. The leading banks financed the national entertainment.

People were happy. People had entertainment. They loved to see their King travelling far and wide wearing royal robes designed by the world’s finest fashion designers. Nationalist spirit welled up in the nation. Jai Ho! Jai Ho! The people shouted. Loud. Louder. And louder.

TV channels broadcasted Jai Hos. Industrialists funded TV channels.  Banks funded industrialists.

The citizens carried chamber pots asking the King to excrete more and more. And they got more and more royal excreta.


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  1. UnknownMay 11, 2018 at 10:16 PM

    The Kings excreta seems to be loaded with proteins & vitamins. Long will live the King and his subjects.

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  2. UnknownMay 13, 2018 at 9:10 PM

    Sir plz help me about american agent narendra modi.
    https://matheikal.wordpress.com/2011/09/15/american-badge-for-narendra-modi/

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