Torundel the Shitposter! part XVI
XVI
Torundel didn't give a shit. But the Count did. As much as he'd hated the shitposts in the beginning, he was now bathing in the bliss of the idolatry he'd been subject too since his identity was leaked by his scholars.
He enjoyed it, but he didn't understand it.
One day he said, ‘Isn't it really rather base - mocking a person with sentences full of genitalia and bodily fluids? Look! The scoundrel writes, “ … crawling through the hairy hedge of mother's cunt: the greatest thing you ever did. All you did hereafter was only ever shit!” Isn't that rather distasteful? You said yourself rhyming was ignoble!’
The silence from the scholars made him stop… and blush. The archivist who had spoken to Torundel weeks earlier and was now his greatest admirer, said in a harsh tone: ‘breaking a rule, milord, is considered manly – daring – It just has to be broken in the right place at the right time.’
The Count furiously turned to Torundel stammering in his effort to say something nasty. ‘You are invited to my Isolexit ball as a thank you for your… poetry. But you need to buy a wife. Bachelors are not allowed.’
The Count obviously tried to humiliate him.
Torundel didn't give a shit.
This amazing story is written by me! and will be continued!
Written using the following rules:
211 words - Starting with the word Torundel - First and last sentence are identical.
Previous episodes:
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
Part V
Part VI
Part VII
Part VIII
Part IX
Part X
Part XI
Part XII
Part XII
Part XIV
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