A lot of people have questioned the so-called genius of Dicky "Dick" Richard.
I recall many very long evenings listening to him at the bar of Club Derrig giving presentations on ways of upping your moolah in a spectacular fashion.
After all, who can forget such marvellous inventions as "Insulawater" a brand new patented use for our humble H2O as an electrical insulating material. Cheap, plentiful, safe, and transparent - ideal for use in all situations, he said, with the aid of eleven JagerBombs and some hastily-crayoned drawings which he pointed at with a long stick.
Today he's having his birthday and getting all his chums to buy him drinks. A stroke of real inspiration when you know that it's not his birthday until Monday - WHEN HE'LL DO IT ALL AGAIN!!! Doubtless he'll try to string it out for the rest of the week. Does this man's grab-it-all brain never cease conjuring up these wizard wheezes?
For a long time I have questioned minds - more feeble than mine own, naturally -about where the lunatic comes up with such challenging, nay, iconoclastic ideas? How does he feed his gigantic mind and what with?
And now, dear readers, I know.
No, Dicky. Just say no.
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