Big Stuff
Beryl is a thriving, international city and the capital of Runovia. And if we go to number 13B Pothole street, we will find Runovia's majestic parliament building (behind the fish shop). At the present, Filbert Fogg -- Runovia's minister for everything, and part time inventor -- stands in the waiting room, about to enter the presidential chamber where Prince Hector sits behind the world famous Oak Veneer Desk.
"Come in!"
"Ah, Mr President, I have not been able to complete my task. I have had no feasible ideas. It's entirely my own fault, and I take full personal responsibility."
"I said, come in!"
Filbert enters the presidential chamber. "The cat ate it sir... I mean the dog... I mean, I haven't finished the proposal because aliens abducted it."
"Aliens, Filbert?"
"Yes, that's right. Little blue buggers with big heads."
"Never mind all that now, I've been thinking..."
"Congratulations Mr President."
"Yes, yes. You see the problem we're facing here is that our country, Runovia, is not particularly known for anything. We need to do something notable Filbert, something that will put us on the map."
"We could invade Cantgetovia again. Or, better still, we could invent something!"
"Good thinking minister. Just as the Swiss have their Swiss army knives, we could have our own Runovia... thing. Any idea?"
"Big stuff Mr President. Big stuff always goes down well. How about we invent a Runovia pocket knife with a four foot blade?"
President Hector waggles a finger. "But that rather defeats the purpose of a pocket knife, doesn't it? Shouldn't you be able to carry a pocket knife in your pocket?"
"True sir, it might take some modification in the trouser department."
"Wouldn't the weight also be a concern?"
"...Perhaps some sort of outrigger arrangement, with wheels?"
"Are you sure about this, Filbert?"
"Absolutely! Big stuff is cool."
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"Come in!"
"Ah, Mr President, I have not been able to complete my task. I have had no feasible ideas. It's entirely my own fault, and I take full personal responsibility."
"I said, come in!"
Filbert enters the presidential chamber. "The cat ate it sir... I mean the dog... I mean, I haven't finished the proposal because aliens abducted it."
"Aliens, Filbert?"
"Yes, that's right. Little blue buggers with big heads."
"Never mind all that now, I've been thinking..."
"Congratulations Mr President."
"Yes, yes. You see the problem we're facing here is that our country, Runovia, is not particularly known for anything. We need to do something notable Filbert, something that will put us on the map."
"We could invade Cantgetovia again. Or, better still, we could invent something!"
"Good thinking minister. Just as the Swiss have their Swiss army knives, we could have our own Runovia... thing. Any idea?"
"Big stuff Mr President. Big stuff always goes down well. How about we invent a Runovia pocket knife with a four foot blade?"
President Hector waggles a finger. "But that rather defeats the purpose of a pocket knife, doesn't it? Shouldn't you be able to carry a pocket knife in your pocket?"
"True sir, it might take some modification in the trouser department."
"Wouldn't the weight also be a concern?"
"...Perhaps some sort of outrigger arrangement, with wheels?"
"Are you sure about this, Filbert?"
"Absolutely! Big stuff is cool."
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