Sunday, January 23, 2005


A new addition to the Big Book of Bunkum:

pocket-passion (n.) the little plastic pouch of facial tissues that tear-jerking crocodiles carry around with them to dispense at the conclusion of any misguided or mangled affair of the heart

e.g. Although she looked like a duck and waddled a lot, the foul-fragrance aphrodesiac body lotion made of lard boiled from a hog’s pizzle smothered on her web feet suggested perhaps the toad-eater had fallen for the wrong creature …and consequently the pocket-passion ritual, (he usually relied upon to bid a fond farewell to the object of his affection), would undoubtedly be quite unnecessary under these odd, if not ill-fated circumstances, and not to put to too fine a point on it but shall we say could possibly qualify as "a breath-taking blunder into blisslessness"; certainly worthy of a place in the "Guinness Book of World Records".

Contributed by: Throckmorton Jones Esq., humble proprietor of The Merry Muffin-Man, (a tiny tuxedo and tails rental shop) situated in the heart of Deadwood, Texas