Yo! It's Hemley-O!

After a few pumpkin seeds, Hundo is back on his horse and recharged for action! Such was the costume of "G", that it exposed nearly every inch of his pale skin, as white as a newborn baby, minus the stretch marks. He tightened the bands around his legs, making him arch back in pain. When the pain subsided, he addressed the Pharaoh and said, "Oh great one, I am now ready to perform the ceremony."

"Let us take him to the snake pit! There we shall wait 'til dawn and as the sun rises, the light will strike this staff, being magnified thereby and alighting this rope which will burn until it breaks, and that will determine the height from which Hundo will fall into the darkness below!"

Then Hemley-O-Teth queried, "But what if he falls too soon? Will not he then perish and die before the snakes have a chance to inject him with poisons repittedy, I mean, rapidity?"

That will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that he is a witch!

"Right," responded Hemley-O-Teth, and with a yawn he said, "Very well, bring him to the pit!"

The guards then, who all bore an uncanny resemblance to Gospel the warrior-priest, raised Hundo somewhat roughly from the ground and dragged him into the dungeon. Contrary to his initial preconceptions about his treatment before being thrown into a snake pit, and being sacrificed to the Egyptian god Ra, he was treated quite well, being waited on by four Egyptian maids who bore uncanny resemblance to Bethany, Sheena, Nitzah, and Danielle (!), fanning the bewildered Hundo on all sides and placing dates inside his mouth.

"Well, I guess they do treat you well before you descend in the after-life!" thought Hundo. As they belly-danced for his viewing pleasure, and gave him a 'happy ending' by giving him a foot bath and massage. They each took turns. Sheena washed as Bethany poured, and 'the Jews' danced. Then they switched. Finally, Hundo was treated to a musical delight by one Megan-o, as the other girls blew bubbles around him. She was a rather enticing gypsy girl, one must say, from the more rural parts of Romania, which is basically the whole state, but that is not to say that the whole state is made up of gypsies!

What a delight was this musical trio! As she finished, Bethany shoved another piece of Turkish delight into my mouth.. err.. Hundo's mouth that is. Satisfying! And as if this was not enough, two more girls, bearing certain resemblance to Anna Spencer and Michelle in turn, emerged from the kitchen, Michelle being dressed from head to foot in large, black loin cloth. Anna on the other hand was only wearing the essentials: a golden bikini, essentially 'the Princess Leah costume' in Jabba's palace, complete with gold bands around the hands and feet, bearing each a golden tray of tea and cookies. Enjoy our Xenian hospitality! they said.

But I thought I was in Egypt, pondered Hundo. "You are," they said, "Four-hundred BC". "Oh man", thought Hundo, "What a shit show! Then why, o why, are you speaking Greek?"

"Well, you don't think the Rosetta stone was translated into various ancient languages for nothing, do you?" asked Nitzah.

"I.." started Hundo. "Don't answer that," she said, "I was being facetious a bit."

"Ah," responded the Hundo, "Well then, I suppose you wouldn't mind reading a favorite passage?"

"Not at all", she said.

"Know thou my name and thou shalt know the way, for I am the Chieftaness and keeper of the way and portal to the world beyond."

"How was that?"

"Not too bad" said Hundo, "But easy on the evil genius references."

"So sorry to offend your sensitive ears." she responded with a smile.

"Don't just not let it happen again," said Hundo.

"Oh, what, so Xenians can't love now or something," said an Egyptian stone-repairer, carrying a heavy load and speaking from outside the window. The old man made Hundo think of the late, great Hedley Stothers, Xenian in good-standing, and keeper of "The Fire-Safety Bag", renowned for its ability to hold an amazing amount of Xenia trash items from the Dollar Store which instantly self-destructs on command by condensing itself into a small, red package the size of one's hand. Years later, Benito of Team Turbo would use this famous bag and its magical condensing powers to hide illicit substances deep in the recesses of Xenia Basement in order to prank his own House, but that's another story..