The Man Who Talked Out of His Behind

Lips bloomed on Gerald’s backside overnight. He derailed the next day’s budget meeting when his trousers declared, “The moon’s a sentient being.”

Pandemonium followed.  HR wept, sparrows dive-bombed the conference room windows, and Gerald’s mouth grew shy.

Corporate then  restructured communication. Emails were banned, buttocks uplifted. Profits soared. Pretty cheeky.

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