The Suki Kamasutri: Queen of the Galactic Frontier
by
Eddie Takosori
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The Mister Crazy trying to say the Suki be the
crazy one? If that be the so, the Suki feel it only be the fair
to warn the Mister Crazy Man Mister how that be the standard
operational procedure of the criminally psychotically insane.
And you know this because?
The Suki watch the informative after the school Ether special when she the younger, so she the know.
Ah, yes. It all makes sense, now. Big on the Ethers, are
you? Watch a lot them, do you? Probably shape your world
view, I’m thinking.
The Mister with the smug
condensation attitude in his voice, think he be the, oh, so the smarty
pants, but the Suki get the feeling he no be the, oh, so the smarty
pants, no at the all. For although it be the true -- the sad, but
the true -- the average galactic citizen only be able to watch the ten,
the twenty, or even the thirty hours of the Ether the week, the Suki
reasonably certain that the Bandi Brother Mister T-Ug! probably fall
the way short on his personal quota, lying down on the job, if he ask
the Suki. And so, he probably no be all that well informed.
He probably think the Vow of the Poverty be the good idea and not the
crazy talk stupid idea it so obviously be to the sophisticated
traveling woman of the galaxy like the Suki. In the other the
words, what the Suki be the saying, she be the pretty the sure it be
the Mister Crazy Talk Mister, who be the one who be the completely the
out of the touch with the reality in this the here the conversation.
So, you’re saying I’m the one whose crazy and maybe a little out of touch?
The Suki think it be the very highly the likely... especially since the
Mister most likely be the here because he think he want to become the
Bandi Brother himself.
And this expert opinion of yours is based upon?
The
Suki’s years of living with the Bandi Brothers... and the Suki’s years
of watching the Ether, so she have the comparison and glimpse of the
outside and she knows what she be the missing being the stuck here on
the inside.
So, we’re back to it, those Ethers. And you watch a whole heck a lot of them, you say.
Um, let the Suki think for the moment, because the Mister have the
sound in his voice like he think he be the smarty pants or maybe the on
to the something, so let the Suki think for the moment and give the
Mister’s commentary the deep introspective inquiry it the
deserve. So, what the Mister Condensation Voice be the saying be
that he maybe think the Suki spend the way too much the time with the
Ether. So, if that be the case, the Suki have to ask herself,
what else there be for the Suki to do with her time if it not be with
the Ethers? Oh, and that be the right. She get the gruel to
eat, the three gongs the day. And the monks! Oh, they be
the fun to play with, they be the virtual riot... but that be when they
no be the meditating, which be the lot... but they take the time off on
the occasion to play with the Suki. But for the most, the
nine-nine-nine-nine-nine percent of the time, they the no fun, the no
fun the whatsoever, let the Suki tell the Mister. They be like
the bump on the proverbial log. But, oh! There be the
little ray of the sunshine, the moonshine, or the starshine, whatever
the Mister’s personal preference be on the cold and dark and dreary the
night, for there be the handheld viewer the Child Protective Services
give the Suki the many the many so long year the ago when she be but
the tiny little girl child. They say it to prevent the Brother
Bandi from the completely brain-warping the Suki’s impressionable young
mind -- maybe make the Suki think the Brother Bandi be the normal or
the something. So the OK. The yeah. Between the day
and the night and the all the parts in-the-between, the Suki spend the
lot of the time watching the Ether. She be the virtual
connoisseur of the space-waves. It probably be the only thing
keeping the Suki the least bit the sane in the end.
I wouldn’t be so sure about that.
We back on the that? The Mister back to challenging the Suki’s
sanity. Then let the Suki get back to challenging the Mister on
his fakery name. It no be the real name. The Suki know the
that. So, the Suki is going to have to see some ID, so she can
ascertain for the certain who the Mister really be and if he be who he
say he be and all of the that.
Sorry.
Then the Suki the sorry, the too.
Stop opening my cabinets! You can’t just go through other people’s belongings.
Well, the Suki certainly can’t go through ‘the other people’s
belongings,’ if the other people in the question have taken the stupid
vow of the poverty and so do not have the single thing to go the
through. The Suki say, ‘The Gee the Wiz, Mister the Wizard,’ not
even the small hand-held or toy top to the spin or the twirl?
What the Mister do in the deep of the space? Oh! Oh!
The Suki get it, the now. The Suki watch the after the school
special. It be the normal-natural the thing, even the Pinky say
it be the so. It be the phase the all the boys go the through,
the time of the self-exploration. It just last the longer for the
some than for the other. It be the nothing to be the ashamed the
of. And now the Suki understand the Mister’s name. ‘Howdy
the pard’ner. Name be the Tug. Wanker Boy already be the
taken.’
Ha-ha. But you’re way off.
Look around you. This is a tugboat. You’re standing... in a
tugboat.
So... the what?
So, that’s where my name comes from.
The why be the that?
I always wanted to be a tugboat captain. It was, like, my dream.
It be the stupid dream, if the Mister be asking the Suki.
Yeah, well. Before the Festival -- the ship I grew up on -- came
into port to dock, the tug boats would always come to guide her in, and
I guess I’d get all excited, and point, and yell, ‘Tug!
Tug! Tug!’ So since I was a little kid, that’s what
everyone has always called me, Tug.
Wow!
That be the good the story. The Suki almost believe the it.
But the Suki only have the one question for the Mister T-Ug. He
make that story up the here and the now? Or he be the rehearsing
it for the years?
Why don’t you believe me? It’s true.
Suki be the skeptical by the nature.
Look, this is a tugboat. You can see that, right?
It be the sort of the dumpy, if that what the Mister the mean.
Certainly it no be the space ship of the Suki’s dreams, she can tell
the Mister the that.
Hey, don’t be knocking ole
Tuggie. And don’t be rolling your eyes at me. You’re in
enough trouble as it is already, Miss Suki.
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