Today I am reading on the front of Times 2 that I should go feral.
As all guys and dolls know the Times is greatly respected from all quarters whatsoever, so naturally I am following this tip.
But
regrettably the word about this is all over Broadway in hardly any
time, and it transpires Al is not pleased about being gone for, and
whilst I am doing nothing but quietly munching a chop down at Mindy's,
who should come in but two gorillas who demand not a little aggressively
what I mean by going for Al.
I explain that I just mean I
will vote for him anytime soon and the gorillas back off, and leave in a
very handsome manner, I must say.
Just while I am getting
properly back to the chop, in comes in another pair of guys, who are all
steamed up that I am a supporter of Al. Again I have to explain that I
have been misunderstood and in fact Al will never be top of my
popularity list but a person I will attack on account of the fact I hate
and despise him.
So eventually these also depart, although
one of them scowls somewhat, but I am left to finish the chop, although of course
it is cold by now.
As I am explaining later to Little Pete, all this interruption is not a little anxiety provoking and can lead to dyspepsia, especially when the gorillas are somewhat large and morose also, and do not seem well educated; and it does not seem as though a wise person in this town should read misleading newspapers.
Moral:
Honesty is one thing. Policy's another.
With tribute to Damion Runyon.
Times 2, 30 August 2016