Bottom and Tops

° I turned aside at the last minute (the car in front led the way, a Crazy Radio New Dimensions leading) to Café Cocco. For Killer of Sheep was showing across town in 20 minutes.
° And there he was, the one to whom led. Ynaq.
° Ynaq with his hair all trimmed into a mohawk, but not waxed up. Just a soft and inviting trickle of soft tan fur from forehead to nape.
° It was Midsomer, my submind had been whistling Mendelssohn, and I just popped out the first thing that came to my tongue: "Bottom, thou art quite translated!"
° Whereupon Ynaq retorted that--well I blushed clear to the roots of my own hairy ass's ears. Curse Shakespeare.
° "Right-ho," I replied meekly.

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° In my coffee scum a perplexing figure: an extraordinarily mishapen sheep? I put it down to inept wizardry on Ynaq's part.
° But lo and behold, it was the dogmask the daughter wore in Killer of Sheep.
° So as wizard, at any rate, Ynaq is tops.--Giac to Coz

Horsing Around

° Zoo.
° When a woman goes through her guy's wallet and finds a foto of his preceding girlfriend, she should definitely write Dear Abby.
° When a woman searches her guy's wallet and finds a nooner motel receipt, she should definitely write Carolyn Hax.
° When a woman rifles her guy's wallet and finds a foto with phone number and rates of some 18something poxyassed hustler, she should definitely resort to Amy Alkon.
° But when a woman investigates her guy's wallet and finds an intimate foto of an Arabian stallion's--
° --well, she may as well just pout and ask pathetically, "What can he give you that I can't?" for all the good it'll do.--Giac to Lad

Holster

° Cornelia reminisces about her grandfather, back in West Arkansas.
° "He was considered very genteel. Not only was he an Episcopalian, he actually went so far as to remove his gun-holster before going up for Communion."--Giac to Piers

Let 'er RIP

Falwell was a remarkably gifted demagogue who never let Jesus stand in the way of the pursuit of fame and power.--Giac to Piers

Less of It

° "Whatever happens, I know I'm exactly where God wants me to be." So said the fixingtobe second runnerup in the Regional Metropolitan Opera Competition, just before her kindly judge made mincemeat of her. On international HD big screen broadcast.
° Peace be upon her. But every scalawag scoundrel running for president, congress, or ghetto pimp will be quoted as saying the exact same thing repeatedly till election day.
° Humanists are too polite to label this speechifying the hubris it is.
° Deists are too gutless to label this speechifying the blasphemy it is.
° Only Bertie Wooster had sense enought to retort, "Less of it!"
° So why should the Fool hesitate to reply to the hopeful, "Ah but dear, when you come to think about it, how else could it be?"--Giac to Piers