Thanks Divine. All I could do to survive is laugh at it and put great stories in my pocket that were just too weird to be fiction. I still recall the remote island meeting:

K the Simple: "I needs youse to take yer team to dat island and conducts you surveys of tecnologies."

Alice: "Sir, I've been there. It's nothing but goats and pigs and sugarcane. There are no major businesses there. It's a farming community...completely agricultural."

KTS: "How you knows? You wen arounds da island? You saws it all? How you knows?"

A: I landed there. I caught a cab to the local diner to eat. I talked to the farmers. There's no technology there other than for farming."

KTS: "Well, I stills wants you ta goes down there and takes a look. Youse gonna takes two wid you and do ups a survey. I expects nuttin less dan dat."

A: "Yes, sir."

He had this bizarre speech habit of pluralizing singulars and singularizing plurals. Whenever he would hold the mass meetings with multiple other organizations, we would laugh and cry at the same time, mostly in shame. I had a good friend in a sister organization and he and I would sit way in the back, out of sight. This would happen over several iterations of mad kings and sadistic queens. Whenever they would start talking nonsense he would elbow me in the ribs and, without even looking at me, ask, "Is that the best you got?"

To which I would reply without looking back, "Yup."

If I have one skill it's that I do great impersonations and I had Kendall the Simple down to a T, just with a higher voice.