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Topic: The United Kingdom (01/22/09)
TITLE: Petra's Predicament
By Allison Egley
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"That's Sir Task Master to you. And I'll tell you when you're done. That's the big surprise."
"This had better be good," Petra muttered under his breath.
"What was that?"
"Um... I said 'You're looking really good!'"
"That's what I thought. Now get back to work.
"Heave... hoe! Heave... hoe! Come on men! You look like 45.5 kilogram weaklings out there!"
"Well Mr. Task Master, Sir, I don't know about the rest of them, but I only weigh 45 kilograms," Petra quipped.
"If you would ever like to use your tongue again, I'd strongly suggest you stop using it. Now."
"Ye—," Petra caught himself and nodded.
The task master looked down at the sun dial. "Okay men. Lunch break. You have until the shadow is 7.5 degrees past center."
"How much longer are we going to be working on this?" Petra asked.
The task master considered making true on his earlier threat, but decided against it. "Actually, if you men work really hard the rest of the day, this might be the last day."
*****3 months later*****
"So, Mr. Task Master, how much longer are we going to be working on this?"
"Actually, if you work really hard today, this might be the last day."
Petra's eyes grew wide as he pulled out a large chunk of hair. "Day after day. Week after week. Month after month. 'This might be the last day!' You're like some sadistic marching band director or something!"
"A sadistic.... What in the world is a marching band director? I think you need to get out of the sun for a bit. Why don't you sit under the shadow of that large rock over there?"
"Which large rock, Sir?"
"Oh, I’m feeling generous today. Take your pick."
"Your generosity is overwhelming, Sir."
"Petra, if you'd like to use your tongue again..."
"I know, I know. Sorry."
****later that day****
"Well men, you've done a great job. I think we're done."
"But.. you... no..."
"Yes, I said 'done.' You don't have to come back tomorrow, men. I hereby dub this place 'Stonehenge.'"
Petra timidly raised his hand.
"You may speak with out the possibility of loosing your tongue."
"So what is the grand purpose of this... 'Stonehenge?'"
"Oh, no real purpose. I just want to mess with the minds of the people in later civilizations who will undoubtedly discover this and wonder 'How did they do this?'"
"You mean..." Petra stammered, while screaming wildly and removing chunks of his hair. It has been rumored that he never spoke another complete sentence for the rest of his life.
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