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by FFWD ReaderRe: Mr. Smutty
I was just doing the dishes and giggling to myself. "Snails Taste Delicious," I'd think, and then I'd giggle. Or maybe, "like having a party in my mouth except all the guests were incontinent." Hee hee.
Then I was overwhelmed with deep regret. I can't remember Mr. Smutty witticisms from more than a few weeks ago, and contrary to the Good Housekeeping mantra, I've failed to Clip'n'Save.
Okay, I know all the columns are available online, but I fear that reading articles on screen will give me cataracts. At least, that's the excuse I'm going to use to cover the truth, which is that I'm too lazy to wade through all those back issue links. Maybe if Mr. Smutty had its own index page?
I'll put up with squinting at the Web version of Mr. Smutty for the time being, but I'd just like it noted that if James Martin were to collect his columns together in a book format (along with the Lyle Grant's and Pat Andrew's illustrations, of course), he can consider at least one copy sold, plus the copies I'd buy as gifts for my friends, family and spiritual advisers.
"Tostesterone."
Hee hee.
Maija Graham,
via e-mail
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