And the Grand Visor called the Hippoists to him. For he had more decrees to decree. But when the Hippoists gathered, they would not quiet, they would not let the Grand Visor make his decrees. They gnashed their teeth and spoke of assholery throughout the world. They spoke of the coming days when assholes might come to wipe out the Hippo. These were grave times for all Hippoists, and the Grand Visor would need to seek the Hippos advice on stopping the spread of assholery. So the Grand Visor made the long and dangerous trek to find the Hippo. He searched East, West, North and finally South. And to the south is where the Hippo layed. In one of his favorite pools of calm murky water the Grandest of all Hippos lay blowing bubbles through his nose. "How can you lay here and blow bubbles through your nose when all our labors in this world crumble around us?" The Grand Hippo snorted and rose from the water and retreived his cloak of many colors. "Who says the assholes are spreading?" asked the grandest of all hippos. "Your followers do." said the visor. The Grand Hippo then asked "How many where there?" And the visor tried to place a figure "Well more then last time I am sure." The Hippo closed his tiny eyes and his face creased into a smile. The Grand Visor became puzzled "why do you smile when our enemies ranks grow everyday?" The Hippo snorted again and said "You see it's not that the assholes are gaining strength or numbers. It's our own ranks are growing as well as their ability to see the asshole, take heart Grand Visor, the assholes have always been numerous, well more then us few, but we cannot always recognize them ourselves. Now that our ranks have grown and fresh eyes have joined ours, we can finally see the scope of the assholes. No it is not them that grow in power. It is us, the power of fresh thinking and new members is our newest strength." The Grand Visor nodded his head and began to smile as well. He didn't stop smiling until he reached the North again and gave the Hippos answers. That smile then passed to the lips of the other Hippoists and there is will stay whenever the encounter another of the assholes.

A story from the book of the Grand Visor