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He was running hard, as hard as he could - harder even. His Imperial Oneness wanted this one bottle of wine for the culmination of His banquet - already in progress. Costash '63; the finest bottle in the Imperium. One of a kind and he had been entrusted to fetch it and bring it back safely - and in time. Failure meant defenestration or worse so he ran. He ran hard, harder than he'd ever run before.

He knew that the burning pain would come soon but he controlled his breathing and fought his body with his mind. It wouldn't work forever but it might work long enough. Long enough at least to deliver the wine.

The crossroads were in sight, just past them waited His Highness in His castle. Barely a half mile to the drawbridge. His breath raked its way up from his lungs across his Saharran tongue.

The pain was coming. If he could just make it past the crossroads he'd be okay. He willed himself on.

He was maybe fifteen feet from the beaten gravel cross when it hit - the blister of fire in his side that he'd been fighting for too long. He stopped as abruptly as he dared; one hand clutching his precious guts and the other the even more precious wine. He stopped not five feet from the intersection.

He swallowed air like it was his last meal and looked up as a horse-drawn carriage went thundering by him close enough to fan his hair.

In relieved agony he limped to the castle and into the main hall just as His Imperial Oneness was calling for His Costash.

He handed the wine to the head server and sat wearily in a nearby chair, reassured in the knowledge that he was safe now and knowing that...

A stich in time saves wine.

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But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem? / If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy? - The Bloodhound Gang Hell Yeah


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The following comments are for "A Pun"
by Enforced Bliss

Great!
Hilarious! I'm always happy to see a good pun.

( Posted by: Viper9 [Member] On: September 7, 2003 )

ha!
Awesome.

( Posted by: Darkshine Raven [Member] On: September 7, 2003 )

no choice.
I had to post a comment on this, didn't I? Really, you didn't leave me any choice. I mean, that title alone was enough to have me rushing in to have a look! :)

It's a pun. It's a bad pun. It's a good pun. I love it. :-) (but then, I would, wouldn't I?)

The writing is not bad; I quite enjoyed it, in fact; but lets face it - this was all about the punchline, wasn't it?

Have you considered writing for BadPuns.com?

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: September 8, 2003 )

Im and idiot!
Well writen, liked it, didn't get it at all. Sorry, that's not an insult, I must be the idiot, 4 others found it funny...is it a private joke?
I'm going to shut up now. I can't! I have to know the punch line..have to!

( Posted by: scryer [Member] On: September 9, 2003 )

Poor Scryer ;)
There is an old cliche (it may be from Aesop but I'm not certain) that goes, "A stitch in time saves NINE". That's the source of the pun.

Sorry to have caused you pain ;)

( Posted by: Enforced Bliss [Member] On: September 9, 2003 )





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