The Sun King

 “He is greatness, for he is all, he is everything. Now cleanse yourself before you bow down to him Abraham.” Sarah explained.

“Kneel, kneel, he rises!” Phratiti shouted, noticing the sun in the eastern sky.

Everyone kneeled except for the Sun King.

“Are you crazy your highness? Kneel!” Tiki said, but the Sun King stood tall.

“He shines for me.” The Sun King replied.

“No, he shines for all of us, now kneel.” Tiki said.

The Sun King picked his iron rod up off of the hot ground then ran into the jungle and started fighting with wild animals.

Tiki looked at his wife and his people.

“My people, whatever the king is trying to prove let him do it on his own, today it’s too hot to be fighting wild animals in the jungle.”

After the Sun King wore himself out slaying lions and tigers he returned to his village and sat on his throne.

“Phratiti, bring me some water, I’m thirsty.”

Phratiti rushed to give him his drink.

“You see, Tiki, we now have enough food to get us through the end of the week. Instead of kneeling we should be working so that our enemies don’t catch us off guard. The sun told me that, you know.” The Sun King explained as his servant bandaged up his wounds while he sat on his throne getting ready to eat.

Tiki looked at how many animals his men dragged out of the jungle. The Sun King killed four lions, a cheetah, and two big tigers.

Tiki couldn’t believe what the Sun King had accomplished.

“Why is it that every time the sun comes out you get crazy? You need a vagina.” Tiki said.

Sitting on his throne and seasoning up his meal the King stood up.

“That’s why I am the Sun King. The sun gives me strength, it shines through me.” The Sun King explained as everyone at the table began to eat together.

Tiki passed the dressing to his wife, “Get him the best vagina Africa has to offer and make sure you do it at sunrise. This motha sucka is sun crazy.”

The Sun King