Doesn’t pass the smell test.

Malodour lingered long after the bash, the blow out had ended.

So did Stenchy.

Neandering about picking and flipping up the Solo cups and napkins, throwing the brown bags of empty this or that in the giant bin out back.

Maladour initiated the damage control plan as the two of them walked about assessing the turned over and chaotic scene before them. The character assasins and the evil doing takes a depth of character all its own. And these two were two peas in a pod.

Would it ever be possible to channel their motivations and intentions for good? At the rate the story was developing.

Doubtful.

Shaky foundation kind of doubtful.

Was it to be that they mean what they say. Their story passes the ultimate smell test?

Doubtful.

Shaky foundation kind of doubtful.

The good news. Some loyal dogs have very good sniffers🤓 Know what it means to have a bonafide good and developing reputation. Ask tough questions.

Sometimes. Stuff just stinks.

And.

Sometimes, stuff really, really stinks.

And good dogs really like to get their noses down in there to find out🐶

Dogs don’t learn truth. It is all they know. Truth. Bonadide. It takes a human to confuse them with a lie.

Reputation and character take time.

Take your time.

Take my time.

To learn and trust and grow.

Together.

The problem with their story, Maladour and Stenchy was it lacked authenticity. Truth.

A lot.

Like a buggy kind of nuisance, the ability to chew up and spit out the being of another. Is meannness. Personified. By Maladour and Stenchy. There existed many on the sidelines, too.

Too bad. For them. Choices made.Choices gave. Life moves along. Reputations make or break after all. A name. A family. A time. Admiration for a person. Image. Reverence for and of. Yes. we all need to earn the stripes of which we live our days. Insidious attempts to strip them of others is

Meanness. Personified.

Character assassination attempts have a tendency to do that.

Cease and destroy the good reputation of another.

Meanness personified.

Causes chaos. Not so much confusion because the intentions and motivations are and were specifically well aligned all along. The key to the planning stage now was to explain it all away. Their part. This took some doing. Onus putting of the highest order.

After all, it was a community effort going on behind the scenes.

Who knew.

It was indeed a blow out.

Of planned collateral damage for some and smooth sailing for others.

With pictures.

Documented stuff of stuff.

Dangerous stuff.

Illegal stuff.

Sad stuff.

Stupid stuff.

All carefully planned.

You see, Maladour and Stenchy were “repping” one another and God only knows who and what else. Even the back ups were in on the gig. For the most part, things went according to plan.

There were many comparadors involved in the scheme too. Many shills, mouthpieces as well. Everyone wanted to get into the act thinking there was something in it for them. Themselves.

Playing fair was not even a blip of a blip. In the bash scene scheme. The scales of Justice. Ignored. Sure. Kids do stupid stuff. Adults do too.The problem. There simply was not enough space for all.

So. Some had to go.

At the hands of others.

No remorse.

What Maladour and Stenchy kept forgetting.

It is much more difficult to prove a lie than it is to prove truth.

They incessantly insisted to take the path of most resistance.

They are lost in their world of revenge.

That is good news.

Revenge.Not a good place to live. It is just existing really.

Possible. Pay back for standing up to the bullies?

Their damage control was as flawed as the meaning behind their truth. The list of actions and misgivings was as wrong as placing hands on another, invasion of privacy, and a host of other deceptive practices. Coercion of the most ridiculous ways and means. And dangerous.

A lie has speed but truth has endurance. Realizations take time and patience. And a clear headed understanding of what is happening. What is happening is a cover up for some and the collateral damage of character assasinasion for others. For not playing along with the lie and deception.

At the bash of all bashes there was plenty of one-upping, drink stealing discrimination to go around. The pecking order so jammed packed with players. Those who chose not to join the clubbing of the clubs were, well.

Taken care of.

Maladour and Stenchy did not see, or maybe did not care about the error of their ways. The were too immersed in the plan going according to plan, then damage control. Of making sure, their hands looked clean and their consciences could handle the mistruths and lies.

However it had to occur. In order to seal a deal. In order to steal a deal.

You see. When no accountability occurs, with the scales of justice so tipped in other’s favors. There became a conundrum. A dangerous conundrum. For lack of character drives the story. With the characters lacking in common sense the worst of all. For they only see the end goal of their purported plan of exclusion and explosion.

Low character type persons cannot accept that some do not care to play the game their way. Especially when anger and exclusion drives the apple cart. Worse off, even some of the so called good peeps fall prey to the accolades and attention. Completely forgetting that the damage control wrapped in slaps-on-the-back and future-get-togethers signify a sign of sincerity.

Doubtful.

Shaky foundation kind of doubtful.

Some persons will do anything to belong.

Anything.

Well. Astuteness, a reputational character of faith and fortitude eventually enters the picture, takes over with strength, and knee caps Maladour and Stenchy from spreading their stink still further and around.

Somewhere along the way someone said.

No more.

And not just ‘cuz they had something to sell.

What it may all come down to is

Truth or consequences.

Good news.

Bad news.

Realization that some folks never forget.

And

Some folks never forget.

In a moment’s notice the past can rear itself as a bad smell turn bad taste in one’s mouth real quick.

Real quick.

All the peppermint lifesavers, wrigley’s trident gum and mouth wash in the world can not out do what has been done.

Party on all ya like.

We will not be joining your mean-fest, party-fest any time soon, at this time. Or in the nearest future time.