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- From: richh@netcom.com (richh)
- Subject: RICHH: IN WHICH WE INTRODUCE GLANS LARGESSE
- Message-ID: <1992Nov8.030422.3723@netcom.com>
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- Date: Sun, 8 Nov 1992 03:04:22 GMT
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- Vanilla shakes and butterscotch candy, spaghetti-o's, macaroni
- and cheese. I'm so happy, thought Glans Largesse, world-famous big
- game hunter and all-around great guy, I got a girl that's easy to
- please.
- Glans was known from the Sudatenland to Radar O'Reilly for
- both his generosity and tender, flaky knishes. It was said of
- Glans, at the peak of his popularity, that he could walk into any
- household on the planet and be recognized and offered shelter.
- Glans never put this myth to the test, though, preferring instead
- to sleep under the stars, or in repose.
- Glans was pursued by many, caught, caged and skinned by none.
- His classic Nordic featureless face and nondescript physique became
- as instantly recognizable as the can of the company that sells the
- next most soup than Campbell's(what? Progresso??).
- What, you ask, what was the source of Glans' astounding
- popularity? Friends and family who knew the young Glans are almost
- unanimous in pointing at his malformed genitals and laughing. Once
- done, they usually mumble something about how Glans, at a youth,
- had such quirky and colorful turns of phrase that one couldn't help
- but laugh at him. By "laugh at", Glans informs us they really mean
- "mock and ridicule and ostracize to the point of personality
- malfeasance".
- How easy it would have been to hate the young Glans.
- But through it all, one girl, one woman, one noisome toadstool
- had faith in this maladjusted, anal retentive sociopath. We catch
- up with Kelly LeOxenFree in Argyle, Dubuque where she was waxing
- her patootie:
- "Oh yeah, I guess I always loved Glans. None of the other
- boys would ever give me a second look. But Glans would talk to me,
- walk me home, tie me up and wing rubber bands at me until the tears
- were streaming down my face and I was covered with little red welts
- and he wouldn't stop, he wouldn't stop, he wouldn't stop, he
- wouldn't stop--"
- "Thank you, Ms. LeOxenFree, but what about his colorful turns
- of phrase?"
- "Oh yeah, those. Hee hee hiyeeee. The first one I remember
- was one night he told me he'd eaten enough Chinese food to
- 'paralyze a gazebo'. Hee hee."
- I said, "Gazebos don't eat."
- "And I bet you though yourself very clever."
- "Well, they don't. And Glans said, 'Sure they do. Out on the
- Kalahari. In their natural habitat. That's where the gazebos roam
- free. Oh yeah."
- "And *that*, *that* is what made Glans so famous??"
- "Well, that and his hieroglyphic genitalia."
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- RICHH
-