I KNEW you guys were going to Poo Hoo my latest freaky Fig.
It's OK. You were not there, You didn't see HER, eye balling me from the street below, And you didn't see how different the ooze looked like from other figs I have grown that extruded a drop of honey/nectar.
Just to be on the safe side, I went back to the Homeless shelter to see " Father " Damien again.
Atlas, he was no where to be found. Some residents stated he may be on
a holy sabbatical in Timbuktu, some others said he was teaching the " Dark Arts "
at some prestigious University.
And some said, he just went to a different shelter for better food...
I was about to leave, thinking to myself " What am I'm going to do now?"
When luckily, a resident told me to go to the McDonald's next door and ask for the "King".
I found him enjoying a happy meal, and what a regal looking fellow he was.
Going by his professional name; " The Witch King " Eugene, was an very interesting man.
Eugene, sorry, "The Witch King " told me he was a master sorcerer and apprenticed with " Father " Damien . he also dabbled in the dark arts with his trusty feline evil fighting sidekick: " Morpheus "
Also known as " Stinky Toes ".
Since he was between " Adventures " he offered to help me, for a nominal fee.
He is coming by tomorrow, I will keep you posted.