Stoppo the Riddilo

Hell, of late I have been appologising right and left. But what the duck for. I’ll be damned if I know!There is this little voice inside me telling to appologise and be repentant. It wouldn’t say what for!

I am asking around now. May be some little fucker may know. I asked the tiny gods who live in fear of me. They wouldn’t ope their sweet mouthies. I asked men ( dangerous species!) but would they give it away? Ha, ha you can bloody well think again!

As a last resort I called up my trusted Lucifer.

Luce boy, what’s cooking?

I am innocent.

He declared.

For heavens sake be serious for a sec. I am having the runs here.

Luce looked put out. He is my intelligence guy. He wouldn’t want me inside there all the time.

He started to muse. Pretty dangerous stuff that. I did not make him to muse. I manufatured him to act.

Darlingo, I am in half a mind to kick your ass with that stupid tail and all.

I roared.

Luce came out of the reverie.

You think I tempted her?

He asked peevishly. Luce is fantastically fond of riddles. I often wonder at my own ingenuity in making him. Did I kick the tucker in real good that time!

It was one time though. The rest of the make is pretty useless.

He mumbled.

Did you think one could tempt her?

Stoppo the riddilo! Speak understandish.

I roared again.

Lemme tell you a secret.

He said with taut face.

Fire……. No no wait wait, strong action don’t agree with my stomocho at present. Let it come in a trickle.

You made her, you should know, it was she who tempted me.

Well what with this appologising stuff and the terrible runs I was toatally opaque then. Nothing klicking inside the primordial cranium.

Don’t shuffle my boy, cut the cards and deal stright. No tricks this time, daddy is too tired for that kinda shit.

Man, I am telling you, there is a lotta shit going on in the world about me and eve. None of them is declassified. Its utter crap. I didn’t tempt eve, she tempted me.

So that’s how the land lies. I was illumined.

That was a bit of a roundabout way to tell a truth my lad. Well no matter, daddy’s becoming brighter by the day.

The truth was bitter, I thought it better break you into it slowly.

Damn thoughtful of you, Sweetum. So your gestappo says that?

Non stoppo sire.

Brilliant worko son. I can always depend upon you. You are the one devil my heart is after boy, you know that?

Is there any other sire?

No. Of course not. Fantastically and fantabulously done.

Have I ever failed you my liege?

Now the thought sickness was kicking into gear in me.

So you say an appology is in order?

Luce started to muse again.

Or you can make it harder on you.

Oh what the hell, you are dismissed Luce. Let me take up a pen and parchment.

Luce departed and I pensively etched in the parchment.

To whom so ever it may concerno,

I eologize every one who has experienced imaginary slights at my hands.

yours affectionately,

The God Almighty