Hey, active seniors -- need something to read on the can while you're waiting for the prune juice to kick in? Well, put down that copy of
Modern Maturity and laser-print your way to laffs with the latest dose of copyright-infringing humor in the
Max Shulman Memorial Cypherpunk Library. Okay, it's not so much a
library as, erm, a coupla chapters that I've transcribed from a yellowing paperback copy of
I Was A Teen-Age Dwarf, one of two Dobie Gillis volumes that Shulman published. When I get around to it, I may put up some excerpts from
The Feather Merchants and
Sleep Till Noon -- both fine showcases of Shulman's signature style, which blended a sort of affable, hey-pal masculinity with some Yiddish mama's boy schtick and plenty of cheesecake raciness. But for now, enjoy some nicely topical frog-baiting with Dobie in
Long Live the France!
posted by Throbert |
2/26/2003 06:05:00 PM |
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