Strike continues. Editor leans heavily on new employee

As tthe strike by members of SCANDALOUS (SomersetClive Against News Detailing All the Lies and OUtrageous Stupidity), SomersetClive Editor Mr Clive Saint, Sir is having to either do the work himself or rely heavily on contributions from Art E. Fisher, the latest member of the team.

As a newcomer to Smalltown and Dullbridge Art is still finding his way around and meeting local people. Yesterday Art met a local man who sadly believes he is his more important than he actually is.

In a Smalltown nestled between the hill and the sea, there lived a man named Squire Teflon. He strutted through the streets, his nose pointed skyward, and a swagger in his step that spoke volumes of his arrogance. The Squire fancied himself the King of the town, despite being no more than a mere commoner.

His days were spent lounging in the local Newspaper and Tat Emporium, where he guzzled down Albanian Whiskey as if it were water from a mountain spring. The more he drank, the louder he became, regaling anyone who would listen with tales of his supposed greatness. But to the townsfolk, he was nothing but a nuisance, a blight upon their otherwise peaceful existence.

The Squire’s arrogance knew no bounds. He would saunter into the town square, his voice booming as he declared himself the most important man in the land. But his boasts fell on deaf ears, for the people had grown tired of his antics.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Squire Teflon’s behavior only worsened. He stumbled through the streets, his breath reeking of Albanian Whiskey and his eyes glazed over with drunkenness. No one dared to confront him, for fear of the wrath that would surely follow.

But one fateful night, Squire’s arrogance led to his downfall. In a fit of drunken rage, he insulted the town’s beloved business tycoon, a gentle soul who had always treated Squire with kindness. The townsfolk had finally had enough. They rose up as one, casting the Squire out of their midst and banishing him from the town forever.

Alone and friendless, Squire wandered the countryside, his arrogance shattered and his spirit broken. And as he stumbled into the unknown, he realized the true cost of his actions. For in his quest for greatness, he had become nothing more than a cautionary tale, a warning to all who would let arrogance lead them astray.

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