Once upon a time, in a land far, far, away, there was a camel. He was a free roaming camel. He had no owner, he was on his own in the big apple. Yes, a camel in New York. He worked his lumps off just to raise enough money for a 1 way ticket! It was always his dream to own a pizzeria. That's all he ever wanted to do. He wanted nothing else in life. Just him, his lumps, and his pies. But the camel, Bernard, always believed he could do it. Everyone told him he couldn't do it.
"You're just a stupid camel, Bernard!"
"You would be more useful to carry
people across deserts!""Go f*ck your lumps!"
But Bernard didn't listen. He knew what he wanted to do in life. And it was to make pizza pies. And he was determined. Nothing stood in his way! So he spent his childhood saving up for a plane ticket to New York, and he was finally here. But he needed money fast. So he trotted over to one of those newspaper vending machine things and looked through, hoping to find some job applications. Luck has it, he was able to find a whole page of ads! He knew that this job was only temporary, but he wanted to find one he would thoroughly enjoy, for the time being that is. A couple that he read were: NYPD Chief, Mayor, and Catcher for the New York Yankees. But the job that really spoke to him, the job he really wanted to do... Was a local high school janitor. He set off for the school to apply.
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Camel Lumps
HumorThe journey of a marvelous camel named Bernard and his companion Dionysus, Greek God of Wine. I don't think a story this stupid needs more explaining. Turn around while you still can...