Winston, you would have loved it! My sources report to me that Buggeroll and his tart were laved by waves of skatol, indol, and certain other compounds early today. As they lay in bed, a truck carrying barrels of these chemicals tipped, the barrels opened, the windows broke.... If you don't know skatol, one might describe the smell as essence du merde. Indol is much the same, but derived from indigo -- and THIS batch had the effect of dyeing splotches of their bodies blue! Buggeroll really should wear night clothes -- the woman suffered a few spots, but Buggeroll! you'll know him in an instance in the gents'! His poems were also flooded. They'll dry and be perfectly legible, but the odor won't abate for a very, very long time!
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