This is to be read after "More Ralph Lauren Polo that i could imagine!" for continuity.
On leaving my bedroom it's only then i notice a very large book case to my immediate right, i had completely missed this in my jet-lag stupor, i pause and briefly look at it, and not surprisingly by now I see some really rare manuscripts and bannned books, all of them at one point in time had been seen by the"Powers that be"as Art needing to be censored, un-Christian like or something to that warped effect!
Erotic works like "Priapeum"by Virgil, ancient Romes greatest Poet around the first century BC, and one for me here is very surprising as i had read much of this Author as a teen with the Xanth series, that being Piers Anthony, with the Novel Pornucopia and The Magical Fart, .............. I kid you not!
Originally, I found out later on that it was written specifically for Playboy Press, but they rejected it as being "too gross"! Are they FU*KING KIDDING, ........"
"Since when did Playboy and Hugh Hefner become the arbiter of good taste"?
The plot revolves around Prior Gross as i read, an unlikely catalyst for a book, as Prior is an uncircumcised penis that measures 3.97 in. when fully erect, and who's "smegma" has incredible regenerative properties, and as this becomes known to many, he becomes the target for really nefarious "penile-nappers", and the ruthless Dr.Tantamount Emdee!
The Magic Fart catches us up with Prior, before a succubus lets him know that the girl of his dreams has been abducted to "Fartingale", and that he has only one week to rescue her before her doom!
In Fartingale, people "break wind" as a greeting, make buildings out of their own excrement, have "pissing "Contest, and their lives are completely centered on the gigantic "Public" bathrooms, as the homes in Fartingale have no toilets!
You can guess, eliminary functions and sexual functions are entwined here, and, as Prior gets told by a female character "Folks who poop together, whoop together.
We have shared shit"!
I put the book down, I've seen enough of these farcical faecal jokes for now!
I search my eyes over the wall of books then to my great amazement, well, not really, not here, this is like a waking dream, as i have in my hands the works of a Literary Giant James Joyce, with works in his stream of conscious style like Ulysses, Finnegan's Wake are never to be forgotten classic's!
I now am looking at "The Selected letters of James Joyce", published around 1968, and in it are some very kinky and i guess in his mind, quite titilating for the poor horny guy, like-"my dirty little fuckbird! " "pull out my mickey and suck it like a teat"!"the heavy smell of your behind" Joyce seemed to revel in the sound and smell of Nora's(wife) "Quiffing"!
December 8, 1909 Joyce writes: " I think i would know Nora's fart anywhere, i think i could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women."! "Thanks for that James"!
That's the Famous Mr. James Joyce, abit too much info for me, he sounds rather bent and fixated on anul matters, probably a Paraphiliac in Modern Day Pschological terms, i put the book back, trying hopelessly to forget what i had just read, but it had such an affect on me, i thought i would pass it on to you, hope you liked it! @;^j''' HeHe
To be Cont.