Weekend Thread #6

"Ooooh ooooh ooh oooh ooh", shouted Kevin as he beat his chest. Simon Wontonsoop, Factory Foreman and Far East Aficionado, was exasperated by Kevin's behaviour, however he'd stuck his neck on the line to get him the job, needed him to succeed, and was hoping Kevin's vastly lower IQ - it was rumoured to be 43 - would mean he wouldn't mind his 2-bananas-per-hour wage, well below that of Simon's hardest factory worker, Mindy Thestep, who was also his highest-earner, currently taking home 9-crayons-per-hour.

Anyhow, it had been a crazy shift. Kevin's 2-week probation period was almost over and, despite his elongated arms, coarse body hair, and penchant for throwing his own faeces, he was still proving himself to be adept at Quality Control on the Digestive Line, even if the odd thick, black hair was getting through.
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