Once upon a time in some tyrannical feudalistic shithole of a society, there was a box. In this box were magic beans. These beans were of gender. The reason for this wasn’t natural but more like a noting of reality so one can slightly empathise with the twisted author of this tale. One bean wanted to be sowed so "He" could reap the rewards of being sowed like getting laid by a female farmer. Other beans were indifferent to everything going on but were receptive to the warm beams of sunlight that touched them. I know clichéd up your arse fairytale crap that you would quote if you were Gary glitter telling a story to senior infants.

Two beans ,that had being together in the box with the bean who wanted to get laid by the female farmer, had fallen out due to an argument over the dispersion of water each soaked up so they decide to ignore each other. But the coolest bean of all was the one who knew he was just a bean but that he could emancipate the beans from the wicked peasants and farmers at play.

The moral of the story is that life, not only an internationally acclaimed student election is like a bean. Life eats you up and farts you out. I call this philosophical tirade "beansian".

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