Splotch had just finished his apprenticeship with the mysterious old man who had immediately died from a lifetime of smoking, snorting cocaine, chugging essential oils, beer chugging, bar fighting, Athritis, Stage 97 Peepee cancer, ligma balls, Yo mama jokes, tree punching and a very long list of other things and also list making. Splotch was pretty sad before he realized how the man did nothing but give him random video tapes and have him do house chores. After Splotch sped through the grieving process, he was a war janitor.
The work was hard as his job was to remove any and all evidence that a fight ever occured when wars happened which was hard as people had a bad habit of starting lots of horrible wars that usually ended up with some overly destructive numbskulls being called in and the battlefield getting nuked with all of the rotting and gory blood and bones being sent tens or even hundreds of kilometres away. The job did pay well, 2 cents every year with infinite food, clothes, a free house, political power and respect. After getting his new job, Splotch immediately was put to work cleaning up a 30 year long war.
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The legend of Janitor Knight
UmorismoIt is a random story that does not make too much sense (I think) and is meant specifically to help set up further adventures in this world and to allow people to laugh. Best rankings: #5 Absurd 11/11/2022 #83 Stupid 11/11/2022 #11 Janitor 11/11/2022
