I’m deeply concerned about my lost wheels and also mister loe’s pants. Or should I say trousers? What’s up with all the zippers? I will read mister brautigan and post again soon. While riding about town on my unicycle. With my monocle. Everyone here is in great danger. Also his lady is exceptionally beautiful. What a lucky tall unicyclist. Danger! Unicyclists beware! Someone stole my el-bike. OH SHIT! HOLY GUACAMOLE! It was probably a rubbish hanger on at this publishing party…
Yes, one lucky bastard, that’s what he is.
Read Brautigan and we’ll take it from there.