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Monday, December 21, 2009
The Golden Screw

Whenever I see someone with a gold ring protruding from a pierced bellybutton, it reminds me of a character from a Thomas Pynchon novel who, born without a navel but with a golden screw in its place, lived with it for years, until one day, in a fit of curiosity and possessing a screwdriver, he unscrewed the thing.

When he did, his ass fell off.

• posted by the fool at 10:13 AM • 1 comment(s) •