Sal T-Bagged, Packed, & Bye

Day 2,187, 00:08 • Published in Canada Spain • by Wilfie

This week Shenanigans Party received some sad news from our dear leader, The Kim Jong-Il Duce,
Sal T. Balls:



We tried to throw a big farewell party but guess who passed out early…

Sal was totally bagged after a long, hard day of packing artisanal goat-milk fudge into his luggage, as he prepares for his next big farmyard adventure.

We never even got to show him the slideshow we made to honour his most glorious arrival and noblesome departure from eRepublik:


Surveying great work done at Blacklist Forced Labour Farm #253, and pleased with all that has been accomplished during his short time here. That Dr. Manhattan sure can hoe!


Radish reminds Great Man of even Greater Joke:

A radish and an onion were driving down the street in a small car and were involved in a terrible accident during a drive out to the cottage.

The radish wakes up in the hospital and asks, "What happened…where am I, and where is my good friend the Onion?"

The doctor says, "You were in a terrible accident and you are in the hospital. I have good news and bad news about your friend the Onyon:
....the good news is your Oinyon friend is perfectly all right
....the bad news is Oinyo is going to be a vegetable the rest of his life!"

You laugh now!
…
And stop!

Ok, next slide:


Taking one last look at his tender flock of pacified moo before the final farewell (Yuri Kaczynksi was always his favourite herdsman).

We’ll miss you, O Great Shepherdnanigoon!