Bingo – King
of the Bongos - Part 13
Deep in a forest, somewhere in the middle of Africa, where angels fear to tread, is Mattress, tied up and in the middle of a camp of smelly unshaven. The dreaded ISIS wannabees – The Buck ‘em Hard. There are terrible noises of kidnapped children being raped, along with the perpetual din of wailing for prayers.
A smelly approaches and exclaims ‘Hata hata, ma hata, oohhh ya, Ficky hata.’ It is obvious his intentions, as his long filthy rag of a girl’s blouse has a tent pole.
A call comes from the camp – (I translate) –‘Hey Mohammed, fuck later, the pigmy arse is ready. Time to eat.’
Deep in a forest, somewhere in the middle of Africa, where angels fear to tread, is Mattress, tied up and in the middle of a camp of smelly unshaven. The dreaded ISIS wannabees – The Buck ‘em Hard. There are terrible noises of kidnapped children being raped, along with the perpetual din of wailing for prayers.
A smelly approaches and exclaims ‘Hata hata, ma hata, oohhh ya, Ficky hata.’ It is obvious his intentions, as his long filthy rag of a girl’s blouse has a tent pole.
A call comes from the camp – (I translate) –‘Hey Mohammed, fuck later, the pigmy arse is ready. Time to eat.’
Mattress is beyond peeved off. Not really about her
situation, but that she had been so easily captured. She could not recall what
happened, neither can the author, so fuck it – let’s just say that Mattress is trussed
up, surrounded by load of bearded smellies who want to bounce her.
As in - ‘Jiggy-Jig’, and known also as ‘Park the car’, ‘Empty thou holy bucket’, ‘Spit the one eyed Cobra in dark cave’, ‘Replace masturbation with the real thing’, ‘Split roast a kipper’, and finally ‘Make love’.
As in - ‘Jiggy-Jig’, and known also as ‘Park the car’, ‘Empty thou holy bucket’, ‘Spit the one eyed Cobra in dark cave’, ‘Replace masturbation with the real thing’, ‘Split roast a kipper’, and finally ‘Make love’.
Whilst Mattress, with steely eyes, used her steel finger
nail extensions to easily cut herself free, her
Bluetooth earphone, come enhanced microphone, equipped with a
Star Trek universal translator, was picking up some really interesting
conversations. The bearded smellies were discussing about making a killing…
It has something to do with child labour and cobalt mining. More money to buy lots of tanks (useless in a jungle), helicopter Apache gunships (useless without a pilot), aircraft carrier (useless without a crew or a sea to park it), and 2000 machetes and 43 self-exploding cell phones (Mad in Isreal), when dialled 999.
These
Buk ‘em Hard were planning an evil plot of such
magnitude, it would make the holocaust seem like a holiday for the human race -It has something to do with child labour and cobalt mining. More money to buy lots of tanks (useless in a jungle), helicopter Apache gunships (useless without a pilot), aircraft carrier (useless without a crew or a sea to park it), and 2000 machetes and 43 self-exploding cell phones (Mad in Isreal), when dialled 999.
Meanwhile – with the plot lost and confusion reigns among the readers as to what the fuck, Tracy, Tarzan, Bingo along with Macho and Poncho, have got the 40,000, blood thirsty chimps to join them to release Mattress and put an end to the evil ambitions of the Buk ‘em Hard.
But, a problem arises -
Stay tuned as the lost plot is discovered by the author of this insane story. Because – the most dangerous man on the planet has just parachuted in – the legendary Gokwe Kid…
(Editorial comment – I do not have to make this shit up. It is out there in the real world. I simply look at it in a black mirror way and write.)
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