PLEASE NOTE: THIS SKETCH WAS SEVERELY COMPROMISED WHEN PARTS OF IT WERE LEAKED TO THE LOCAL PROSECUTOR GENERAL'S OFFICE BY A JEALOUS EX-POSTMAN AND A GAGGING ORDER WAS SLAPPED ON THE SCENES OF GRATUITOUS SEX, VIOLENCE AND GLUTTINOUS ABANDON ACCOMPANIED BY SPARKY'S TOE JAM. IF YOU FEEL INCENSED, OUTRAGED OR JUST PLAIN CURIOUS AS TO THE BITS LEFT OUT, E-MAIL US AND WE WILL PUBLISH AND BE DAMNED... OR NEVER BE SEEN OR HEARD OF AGAIN. WHICH SOME CLAIM MAY BE A GOOD THING. YOU DECIDE.
FIFI: What I get up to under the cover of darkness is very poisonal, not for your prying eyes, but I will say that I'm often so tired the next morning I feel that I simply MUST slow down. There's only so much of me to give. Coffee...
Can you hear the paper clips falling from the sky, pelting my window panes? Why? Why? Why?
Last night I dreamt the earth was round and the G spot went deeper and deeper and...
The love of my life is a frog
Who lives in a slime-covered bog
Our noisy assignations
Cause public demonstrations--
We fancy a hump on a log.
More coffee... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
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