My ****** was a dock worker. Union (ret.). ...a Teamster during the Jimmy Hoffa days. He checked cargo in Newark, NJ. ,,,called himself a "mombak" because all he did was tell truck drivers to keep backing up to the dock. You know... "come on back... mombak"?
Anyway, there was this large shipment of African Artifacts that was being shipped from somewhere in Africa to the Museum of Modern History (you Must see) in New York City when it... got damaged.
...lol... i really shouldn't say anymore.
...well, one of the containers broke open during the transfer and all the contents spilled out on the tarmac. The whole site was shut down while the damage was assessed... It looked like a kindergarten art project had been thrown about. Weird wooden heads and primitive figurines as well as some impressive (but unintentionally monstruous), 3' tall carvings were scattered about.
The dock master declared it a loss.
The insurance paid off.
Everybody was happy.
That is why when I visit my ****** to this day, he has a statue of Dambala in his living room.
If he was smart he'd smash/burn that thing.
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