Last week was
a very busy
week, I had my
anus washed, it
could have
been fun it
wasn't. Rudolph
washed it. Now
Y'know when
Rudy does it,
it's always fun
but ...Anyway
back to this
essay at hand,
which I'm
writing,at this
very moment
for the very
young and
ignorant to
inform them of
why things
happen. Now
first of all , the
main thing
which has
intersted me in
my long and
illustrious
career has
been the word
'fanny pack'.
The word first
came to my
attention in
Bolivia in 1976
where I was
lecturing aside
many great
scholars, the
sun was out,
and the air had
a distinct ionic
tinge- I
remember
remarking to
my wife-type
companion,
Herbert
McHumphery,
that this was
the type of day
my cousin Alain
Delon would
very much
appreciate, so I
phoned him up,
it was one of a
series of phone
calls to that
particular area
I had made
that week and
so I was
carefully
monitoring the
reception I got
each time; just
as a matter of
interest. Some
one picked up
the phone, the
voice on the
other side was
transgendered,
mmmmmmm.
I thought to my
self, this could
be fun , or on
the other hand
it could be
rather less than
fun but still
residing in the
same category,
so we had what
turned out to
be a
conversation
covering three
main topics; 1)
hats 2) tonic
water 3) the £
against the $, I
couldn't help
but be
fascinated. I
hope that has
enlightened you
as much me