Stories From The Head

The Unbeatable M When it came to hyling, no one could beat Mesterkuk. He was an ace. During your average hyling-contest the spectators (usually about zero) could, with an extreme enthusiasm observe that nothing would happen. Once, however, in a galaxy far, far away, a young hyler answering to the name of Cato had drawn an enormous crowd (about one person), but nobody cared. The problem with hyling was that when a championship was arranged, nobody knew that hyling was illegal, so nobody showed up! (There was actually some doubt that there really WAS a sport called hyling, and that isn't great marketing, is it?) As the crowds of no one gathered, Mesterkuk knew that this was the moment of truth...this was it. He got ready to hyl, but as he stood at the starting-gate, he suddenly froze realising that hyling was (as a sport) non-existent. Saddened by this blow, Mesterkuk took up another sport, vexing, but he never won anything. Nobody ever did...

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