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Ooooooo Heck! this was a catastrophe I shall relate to the best of my
recall, yours, totally
innocent in all this, truly had been anticipating a
starring role in an upcoming major production so had paid a visit to my
agent Isaac Howboy, the world renowned, mainly I believe for having
prophetic parents, 'agent to the stars' to notify him of,
clearly a postal
blunder resulting in, the fact I had not received a
script, and why! only found out by coincidental chance that an apparent
other, obviously lesser
therefore disastrously decided, star was to be
cast.
Well yours, intent on
extracting a satisfactory illumination as to the state of affairs,
truly arrived just in time to, yes
I admit, painfully witness a disturbingly, to others in pursuit of the
motion picture path, handsome and charismatic chap sign a
contractual, pleasure
to be bound to, obligation to take on the, life changing, fame thrusting,
drowning in dollar dosh coveted by all and expected by moi,
part. Well fate had fortunately for him placed the
obstacle of postal negligence in my path as despite his noticeable
charms yours unbelievably handsome and talented was clearly the
intended choice for this choice casting.
My good old agent, 'to the stars' the hapless Howboy,
did proclaim, why LemMe come forth and
congratulate this, unbelievingly
handsome and charismatic soon to be luminary,
luvvy where were you LemMe I would have dared to bet a dollar the part
was yours, Why! Lemon, oops, a mere slip of my acidy humoured
tongue, LemMe, dash off to the 7-11 and bring back something sparkling
and a bite to eat, and by sparky I don’t mean a spangly new
knife with which to pare any sour grapes or stab this lucky lad
literally in the back, ha! Ha!
But the clearly thankless thespian did say sorry Isaac I have to dash,
must go and gloat, I mean spread the impatient word along the vine of
the aforementioned sour fruit ha ha and with that did hop it.
Well yours, grinning
and bearing it, admittedly, most painfully, truly did make
my excuses and depart also, with the sole intent of, in good grace,
congratulating the fortunate fame chasing choice on whom the gods had
smiled most graciously, for which I’m surprised they found
the time as it seemed they be relentlessly spent laughing at moi.
Well I did follow and did catch the newest cast, that did outcast the
peoples choice, upon the stairs and did think what a pleasant surprise
he would find it if I did graciously deliver a congratulatory patting
upon his back why he would be delighted nay! grateful for such grace so
yours truly did bestow, I
swear on my notable honour a not too hefty and apparently unexpected,
pat on the to soon to be star studded shoulders, well what happened
next not even Nostradamus could have envisaged as the Gods appeared to
be now laughing out loud at the ingratiate as he did tumble headfirst
down the stairway in total contradicion to the anticipated climbing of
stairways to heaven bound glory.
Well yours truly did harbour an instant notion to hop it in case non
would swallow the innocent intent but decided heroically to assist so
did climb down the endless steps and tell the, admirably contorted, why it
might be part of a versatile repertoire, young manthat I
would seek necessary assistance. I did espy the
telephone located at the base of the offending steps and make a call
for emergency aid but incredulously I must have in my haste misdialled
and did apparently call a local monger of fish who I might add was not
only a thoroughly charming but highly informative chap and I spent 15
pleasurable minutes in amiable communication and what I
don’t now know about fish well tis nobody's business, I swear
I could perform 101 different practises with any sea meat from tuna
to bass, or their, I used to feel until now better
informed, offending offal, I confess to being miffed that I did miss
one last little nugget of info due to the impatient
patient who did interrupt the congenial chit chat with I
thought, rather aggressive and I’m sure could be considered,
insulting demands for attention
Well I told my new found mentor mate I had to go as impatience did call
but did intently inform him I would most definitelycall back regarding
the missed advice and subsequently made the call for the
necessary assistance assistant and then did start to wend
back to my whinging ward but all the talk of tasty sea treats had made
my innards gripe so I informed the mumbling moaning
Minnie I would just dash for a snack and what might I enquire would
entice his appetite, well the ungrateful cad did grab my ankle, a
result of which I did take my own, I
swear intended by said cad, tumble and, near make, but
thankfully not, joint contact of my handsome visage and an angularly
hostile table, placed strategically for the purpose of bearing
theatrical literary news notices to catch the peripheral and cursory
glance of passing thespians and the like.
Well the, apparently
still in possession of Herculean arms despite the temporary loss of
legged activity and fallen already before his anticipated rise, star
did grasp and pull my delicate form in a manner that did forewarn doom,
therefore I gratefully seized the leg of the literary bearing tableau
and did cling as if, which
I think it was, my life was dependant on its presence but
the cad had, as previously stated, Herculean strength in his upper
torso and yours, firmly aprehended, truly was shimmied side to side and
back and forth as a result of the vengeful grip. Well!
curses, and worse than curses, were bandied at yours, quaking, truly and
I fear the shaking of fear did radiate and contribute to an imbalance
of the literary stand which did quake uncontrollably and an ornament
of, under different
circumstance pleasant contemporary style, but unfortunately for
now hefty form did loom towards my pitifully placed, and
definitely Star-crossed, Star-form and yours, consequently oblivious,
recalls nothing further, except to say my dear old mom
received a terse communication as to my unfortunate and un-sympathised
with whereabouts and did faithfully retrieve me as only a dear old mom
would.
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