why not talk big during innovation and on-target demand

the spirit comes not down from above, or below, up then, said sponge, that spirit which is to purify our project, which with its iron besom is to purify the great sty of the department ultimately. pupupurify our essence. our precious fanatically.
and to do that is the task of our movement, said breadroll, the movement must not rust away at this corner, it must not spend itself in superfluous battles of words, but the banner with the white circle and the black dot will be hoisted over the whole of the project on the day which shall mark the liberation of us all.
nicely put, said sponge. i must rest now.

demanding day

(sometimes demands are thrown at you as if there was no tomorrow aka it came out of fashion; days like this are commonly known as demanding days aka hard days in the office aka cheesus feckin christ whatta day i’m absolutely exhausted)
is there any coffee left, said block of wood.
could you pass me tyhe butter, said breadroll.
should we make more or less demands, said block of wood.
there is no cheese, said breadroll.
so do i, said sponge, if i get a chance.
the sun shone on a sponge, breadroll and a block of wood rocking a chair.

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