posted on Sep, 3 2018 @ 09:05 AM
I'm in the illuminati, like Augustus. I'm not very high ranking though, I am what they call the "Groom of the Stool".
The only real benefit is you get to sniff all the ass you want. They like it when you sniff, but you're supposed to be discreet about it, for
politeness, so you gotta pretend you're sneaking a sniff but at the same time make sure they hear you.
It takes finess. There is a fine line where it becomes rude, but at the same time it's even more rude if you don't do any sniffing at all. A well
trained Groom can tell all of his different masters apart just by smell alone. In fact, the famous Groom Curuthers Wilkington IV once saved David
Rockefeller's life by helping to detect a rare form of cancer because he didn't smell quite right for the last few bowel movements, the Grooms concern
led David to see his Dr, and they detected it early enough to save his life. So, we Do serve an important purpose, and our work uniform is a Gimp
Suit, so yeah, its all good
Uh oh my service pager just went off...
Aw jeez, its Augustus again... he takes such delight in making my life Hell by indulging in the most rediculous cuisines known to man. It's like his
digestive system is his own little personal chemistry set that Always explodes in my face, and Always concludes with him erupting in the most gleeful
laughter you could imagine. Why he finds such joy in this, is a mystery I will never solve...he's nearly 40 years of age, for Satan's sake!
(I apologize in advance if this gets removed for being too real, but the OP asked for the real truth, and so of course I could not resist trying to
make them regret it, lol, and hey lets face it the Actual real truth is unthinkable let alone speakable, so if this "bothers" you, you don't want to
know the real truth then... )