And so it came to pass, that the king of the tribe (pick your location) died, while his son was still a young child. The tribe gathered around the kings grass hut, and mourned. And the minister took charge, while the boy grew.

But a minister cannot sit upon the throne, so it was stored in the royal grass hut. To keep anyone else from sitting upon it, a rope was attached and the huge, ornately-carved chair was hoisted up inside the ceiling of the domed hut, until the boy came of age to be crowned.

One day, as the boy was playing quietly in the hut, the rope broke, and the heavy throne plummeted to the floor, crushing the poor prince to death.

To this day, we remember that PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN GRASS HOUSES SHOULDNT STOW THRONES.