A Merry XMAS to all especially homies in heaven Peter Sellers and Thelonius Monk
AYee know the walrus, ringos portly fellow, also he is a friend of kieth richards and my davie niven. knowing full of davie by peter sellers, i meet both gently in london bathhouse in 64. davie me at a party makes wild gestured introduction to none other than kieth richards. kieth richads with two needles in one arm and two naked females with hands in his pants, QUITE the introduction in deed. ANYWHENS-- kieth says "HEYRLll! I knooow tis fuckeen wolrussss, Jean B, Sloop fuckeen Jean B, you must meet tis fuckeen wolrus." and I say, "Walrusses bad, big teeth, no legs, no friendships." and kieth likes my voice, says I should do a song. I agree that a song by the one and only Jean Bourgeois would be the only song to listen to, the penultimate. Like the ultimate but even best, PENULTIMATE! SHOW ME TO THE MICROTELLY (in the UK the phone is called the telly). And he tells me, "shar, shar, its right over heeeR, right by tis fuckeen walrus. Don't worry, hees fuckeen teeth have fuckeen bin fuckeen capped" ALRIGHT I say with enthusiasm!! SHOW me to the WALRUS... and he did... and the walrus ate davie niven and lauren bacall but he spit her up back to us for reasons unknown. Then she put her hands in the pants of kieth richards. It was a Thursday. And that is the story of the walrus. My song is available on Columbia Records, Thelonius Monk makes me a solid and plays a cameo. Have a Delite!