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Disclaimer - This Midnight Musing is a work of fiction, any resemblance of the characters and plot to reality is coincidental. This also means that all facts in this story are probably wrong. Therefore, the story's factual inaccuracy is to be ignored.




(I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!😂 Leave a comment/review/critique/suggestion and let me know!)

Hi there! I'm reviewing using the YWS S'more Method today!

Hi again! Let´s go to the review, now.
Top Graham Cracker - What I Know
What is immediately clear to me after reading it? It was a fun story. I like the well-chosen first sentence, which immediately drew me into the plot.

Slightly Burnt Marshmallow - Room for Improvements
It's hard to say - the story has a clear narrative style that it adheres to, so criticizing it is pointless. However, each sentence may not always have to be in a separate paragraph (some of the sentences could easily be joined together, and it would still appear fluid). So I don't see much to criticize.

Chocolate Bar - Highlights of the Piece
It was a piece with a specific type of humor, whic I just enjoyed. And the using of sentences... almoust every single one just fit next to others.

Closing Graham Cracker - Closing Thoughts
It is a silly little story whic made me smile.

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression: Well this was a really funny little story here. I think you do a wonderful job creating a lovely exaggerated character there and a lovely little tale to go along with it. Its a simple idea and its done very well.

Anyway let's get right to it,

It began as all apocalypses do.

It began when a dangerously bald, dangerously powerful, dangerously rich man, granted a dangerous amount of obedience, standing in a dangerously tall building got a ridiculously stupid idea.

This man was none other than Parlon Rowe, the CEO of WaterWorks, which controlled the water supply of Asia.

Mr Rowe and his company was facing a rather large problem.

Water scarcity was real.

It was real.

WaterWorks was running out of water to supply to its consumers and the investors were putting pressure – pushing for a solution.

It was up to Mr Rowe to find a solution.

Mr Rowe delivered, oh yes he did.

Two sleepless nights, a cup of coffee, a trip to the toilet and the thought of losing a few billion dollars of profit did the job and by morning Mr Rowe had come up with a solution to his water crisis.

A cheshire cat smile graced his face as he excitedly flurried through his office like a headless chicken, extolling his great plan.

Mr Rowe planned to solve WaterWorks water scarcity problem by recycling domestic sewage water. This was the only type of contaminated water that was not treated.

Mr Rowe was very happy that he had thought of this untapped asset, this abundant resource.

Mr Rowe was a dangerously bald, dangerously powerful, dangerously rich man, granted a dangerous amount of obedience, dancing in a dangerously tall building, with a ridiculously stupid idea.

Who could deny him?

So, preparations were made, his plan was implemented.

It was kept top secret because Mr Rowe wanted to surprise the investors.

He wanted to be the knight in the shining suit with a PowerPoint presentation.

As the next meeting with investors was just around the corner, Mr Rowe pushed everyone to work extra hard, and insisted that the water be sent out without proper testing.

The recycled sewage water was sent out without testing.

The water was sent to the entirity of Asia.

It was done.

Thus began the apocalypse of explosive diarrhoea.

Explosive diarrhoea.

Mr Rowe was very sorry.

Oh yes, yes he was.

He was very sorry the investors couldn’t see the PowerPoint presentation he had had his PA make.

Mr Rowe now believes that the medicine industry is where the money lies.