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WonderBum(tm)
The man on the podium in the center of the floor held in his hands something marvelous. Or so he said.
They were all stood there in the cavernous warehouse, some of them wearing their smocks already, some of them in various states of uniform.
A few of them wore hard hats, left over from the days when a little bit of the roof had caved in and they had scaffolding up and men in hard hats working around the clock to make sure no more of it fell on any workers and kicked off all sorts of complaints again.
None of them could see what was particularly wondrous, nor what was particularly bum-like about the little thing the foreman held in his hand.
For those at the back of the crowd it was hard to see because they were so far away.
For one of the guys with a hard hat on it was hard to see anything because he had a somewhat smaller head and the hard hat slipped down over his eyes, making him look like a turtle that was attempting to shimmy backwards out of his shell that had grown too small.
"WonderBum(tm)," said the foreman, "was going to cause a revolution."
The warehouse workers just nodded and hoped he would finish up soon so they could get back to work.
disclaimer:
We have no bananas today.
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