A Small Democratic Miracle
In this article I will describe the relationship between the golden boy, the dummy warlock, and the plastic king.
But before we start, a small historical fact must be mentioned. On the election day of the dummy warlock and the golden boy, the loyal followers were presented with two different voting cards. One card contained the classic democratic options: “Yes” or “No.” The second card, for the more enthusiastic participants, offered “Oh Yes” or “Oh God Yes.”
Those who used the first card eventually left after the grand exposure. Apparently, democracy has limits.
Meanwhile, the followers who proudly used the second card are still there. After all, when someone signs up for “Oh God Yes,” consistency becomes a lifestyle.
The Sacred Brotherhood of the Golden Boy and the Dummy Warlock
Now, back to our main topic.
The relationship between the dummy warlock and the golden boy can best be described as the relationship between two asses in one pair of underwear. That is how close they are. When one moves, the other moves. When one sits, the other sits. It is a delicate ecosystem of permanent contact.
Naturally, such proximity requires deep trust, mutual understanding, and a strong tolerance for discomfort.
The Royal Art of Serving the Plastic King
The relationship between the golden boy and the plastic king, however, operates on a different philosophy. It is primarily kiss-ass based.
The golden boy listens.
The golden boy obeys.
The golden boy nods with the enthusiasm of someone who understands that plastic thrones require plastic loyalty.
And of course, on weekends, the golden boy brings his drums and visits the plastic king to entertain him—because ruling a plastic kingdom can be exhausting, and every king deserves a private percussion performance.
Until Next Time
But this is only a small glimpse into the delicate balance of this plastic kingdom.
Until next time… when we explore more of the heroic adventures of the Plastic Prince of Glory.
