Don Q listened to the Six Flacks of Plunderland asking questions. His responses were all the same: "That is the worst question anyone has ever asked me. You don't have the least idea what you're talking about. You have to accept what I tell you, or I'm going to ban you from asking me questions." The Flacks trembled in their stockings. Meanwhile, with his son on his shoulders, Lone Odor wandered up, so the Flacks had questions for him. Asked about what they called his "misstatements", Odor kept shrugging his shoulders. "Some of the things that I say will be incorrect and should be corrected." His son laughed at the ride. (Andrew Shields, #111words, 13 February 2025)
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