Thursday, July 10, 2008

just a few hundred kilometres away...

there lives another man with an almost exactly opposite point of view when it comes to fahion. a white man, he is simplicity personified and wears next-to-nothing. except for a tiny loincloth made of leopard skin, that is.

just your typical dude raised by a family of gorillas, and oh yes, i almost forgot to mention, he is actually an englishman of noble birth. heir to a vast fortune in merrie ole england. owns a few castles and stuff. but the simple man that he is, he prefers to swing around trees in the steaming hot and stuffy rainforests in africa, uttering shrill howls and screams.

why do all these weirdos land up in africa?

they call him tarzan, lord of the apes. in england they know him as john clayton or lord greystoke. like phantom this guy requires urgent medical attention too.

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