Otto has an excellent idea:
July 26th 2008
“Met Scarlett J. yesterday while visiting her set. She thanked me for introducing her to Ottokring. She said he was “a stud” and “took me to heaven” but it could never be as he has his worldwide tech empire to manage 🙁 Besides, he has his own sex island, so I am told.
Mandy called, said he’d some boring doc from something called the Treasury for me. Yawnsville.”
A quickie book of the emails that should exist. Eppie himself would be a Pooterish character, taking responsibility for everything that happened. Advising Biden Jr to take art lessons say. Matching him up with Mondrian for lessons or summat. Etc etc.
The difficulty would be creating 300 such jokes to fill up a book. They’d all have to be of people famous now but around two decades back too. Ginnie asking, through Eppie, Monica for the details of the cigar trick as Bill has this strange request (it’s not actually lit when, is it? Or perhaps complaining that it was lit).
300 such jokes is a tall order. Think we can pull it off?
Annoying thing is, that we won’t be able to make jokes about Greta T.
She doesn’t exactly tick any boxes unless some of the blokes got off on being lectured by a doom goblin.
(Mind you, her catch-phrase “How dare you” might come in handy).
Where do you think she got that from?
How involved were her parents in this?
https://youtu.be/ve8JzyjHz0Y?si=cQk_tD-uKADU0SQz
I will never tire of this one.
What inspired you to write your best seller “Black holes and baby universes” Professor Hawking?
Don’t see why not, could get a bit 27B/6. Here’s a drawing of a spider.
Gordie called. Was desperate for my advice on what to do with Uk’s gold reserves. Ghislaine came in while I was talking to him wanting to know where the Cristal had been stored. I mouthed ‘Cellar!’ at her, and the line went dead…….
Gordie called again (God he’s boring!). The gold sales are a roaring success. He’s the toast of London’s bullion buyers apparently. He droned on and on about currencies, and the euro (yawn) and how clever he was. I nearly dozed off. At one point I thought he said neo erogenous growth zones, which sounded interesting, but it turned out they weren’t.
Finally I’d had enough. ‘Gordie’ I said ‘You need to get laid. Let out some of that pent up sexual tension. Come to New York, I’ve just the girl for you. Her name’s Svetlana, but you can call her Sally or Sarah or something’. There was a sort of grunt and then he said ‘Sounds good, I’ll be over on the Red Eye’ and hung up. Another one on the hook!