John the Dung beetle – a short story

This was based on a manager I particularly despised when I worked in the trains.

John the Dung beetle

John liked being a dung beetle.

He smoked a dung pipe.  He slept in dung.  He lived in dung.  He had the personality of dung.

One day he got eaten by a cow, and was turned into dung.

It suited him immensely.

 

John the Dung beetle – a short story

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