I’m having a Lord of the Rings dinner party! We’re having Hamwise-Sandwichees, with a side of Frodo salad, followed by frog Legolas and Aragorn on the cob. Dessert will be a bowl of mango Saruman and a vodka Gimli.
literature
This week’s hot lit pick: Maybe Dick by Her/Man Melville, with famous opening line “Call me shemale.”
Japanese poetry is dirty. Especially when my girlfriend haikus up her skirt.
A lynch mob chased after a flatulent Thomas Hardy, an incident which inspired his great novel, Fart From the Madding Crowd.
Gregor Samsa woke from uneasy dreams to discover he had become a farm animal. With bronchitis. How bizarre! It was Coughcowesque.
There’s a new upscale periodical for fashionable, flatulent men. It’s called Ass choir Magazine.
George R. R. Martin favourite sport is soccer, because it’s a game of throw-ins.
Pretending to be a Knight of the Round Table is Gawain better than I expected.
The most famous novel about glaucoma is a tie between Eye, Cloudious, and You Less Sees.


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