The Man Who Talked Out of His Ass

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.