The Adventures Of The Misinterpreted Lackey (Part II)
Every sob story has a sorry ending. Every happy story has a sob beginning. But when you're talking to a young lad called Hibuddy Cornstarch, there's just no story. A blank beginning. Meet Hibuddy Cornstarch, again. "The day is bright. Or is it... That is the question!," murmurs hibuddy to himself as he sits down with a bowl of soup in the cafeteria. Dear reader, You may be wondering what soup is it. Or why our beloved Hibuddy is in the cafeteria? Or why for the love of letters are we reading this paragraph in an out-of-context format? Well, you see, that's just how it is. Let's wind back the scene a bit. Hibuddy is seen approaching the counter. "Soup, please." , he said casually to the waiter at the counter. "What soup?", said the waiter. "Plain soup." said the young hibuddy. "Young lad. Have you noticed?" "Noticed what?" "I'm not the chef" "But you...