Lord Borr was shoulder deep in the lower cabinets where garbage had been stuffed. Finally, he'd thrown out the last of it. No one could ever say HE didn't get his hands dirty with his boys! NUH UH! HE WORKED HARD, Lord Borr did.


Lord Borr let out, for lack of a better word, a loud fart. Juicy and almost palatable. The cookies were making the way down through his food tubes. He pretended not to notice the room-shaking noise that exploded from his upward pointed rear. He pulled out from the cabinets and wiped sweat off his forehead. "Someone get in there and clean that! I'm going to sit down and rest my old knees for a moment!" And, Lord Borr took a seat in his chair, downed a few more cookies, and rested his old knees. "DOING GOOD, BOYS! KEEP IT UP!"