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So I'm walking along and I pass the adult bookshop, and I've always wanted
to have a GOOD look around and not just stare out of the corner of my eyes
without moving my head on the way past, hoping to catch a glimpse of some-
thing memorable. And there was no-one around...
So in I go.
I head to the "Hot Leather Rampant Chicks" section as if drawn to it. On
the way I bump into Father Tim in the Religious section, fingering a copy
of "Hot Sister Hosemonster" whilst sniffing the covers of "Papal Orgy II -
The Homecumming" and "Whip me father for I have sinned"
I make a mental note to go to Father Tim next confession - not for the
whipping part but because now I have BARGAINING POWER! I can almost see
it....
..Fade in..
...
Father Tim: Well, you have been a dirty little trooper, haven't you
Simon? For your penance, say 75 Hail Marys and slam your
hand in the vestry door 6 times.
Me: Father, was that you I saw in "Sticky Mags and Inflato
Lovers" last week??
Father Tim: ..And yet, on second thoughts, I don't know if anything you
have done is a sin any more since Vatican II...
Me: Is that the one where the Pope takes Manhattan?
Father Tim: No that was the sequel, Vatican II II, with Linda Lovelace
as Cardinal Cough-Cough
Me: Oh. Well, I'll be off then, say 75 Hail Marys and slam
your hand in the vestry door 7 times father
Father Tim: OK. Bless you Simon.
Me: And you father - Remember, you're not cheating yourself,
you're cheating God...
..fade in..
My smugness is almost overwhelming, I almost feel like going out on a sin
binge to make it all that much sweeter.
Anyway, I'm looking around at all the glossy frontals and nothing really
competes with my imagination for impressive visual effects and choice of
partners, so I decide to leave. And then I realise the mistake I've made.
The cardinal offense, I've brought a shopping bag into the store! And not
only that, but I've got my briefcase as well! As if that's not enough, I
notice that there's a bus-stop outside and a whole horde of senior school
girls pulls up!!!!
!!!
Everyone knows that the worst thing imaginable is to be caught coming out
of an adult bookstore by teenage girls, and even worse than that is coming
out of an adult bookstore with a package of any sort, and worse still, a
briefcase! I may as well just pick up a bag of sweets and a raincoat from
the "Dirty-Old-Man" section and complete the act.
So I'm stuffed. I can hide behind one of the stands and hope they go away
before I'm due back at work - which doesn't seem likely because I was late
before I stopped here... I could leave everything I have here, but then
I'd have to come back and get it... I offer to sell the guy behind the
counter my case and shopping, but he says he's got a whole cupboard of them
but for $10 he'll let me out the back way....
I grab a pink thing from the counter and tell him to stick that in his back
way because I've got a plan - it came to me like a flash! The old "Highly-
Shocked-Moral-Crusader" plan. I puff my face up red, put on an angry
expression and head towards the door. Out of the corner of my eye I see
Father Tim, red in the face, and looking angry, heading towards the door too.
Oh hell....
spt@waikato.ac.nz.
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