Keep It In The Family
by John Walker on Oct.04, 2006, under The Rest
I’m obliged to tell the story of how I explained to Leo Tan PR Man that Byron had slept with his sister.
Tom F celebrated his hatefully youthful birthday last Friday by hosting a Pizza Party, where a select group of the very finest writers, and some other people Tom knows, gathered together for an evening of making pizzas and playing Guitar Hero in black and white. Said party hosted said moment.
So it seems the problem was, I was talking about the poet Byron. Leo wasn’t.
It’s remarkable how sincere you can sound when you’re telling the truth. Just, not the truth the other person is hearing.
“Byron slept with his sister?”
“Yes!”
“He REALLY slept with his sister.”
“YES! He’s famous for it!”
“Well, she is hot.”
At that point the twig snapped.
“Oh God! No! You’re thinking of Simon Byron! HE hasn’t slept with his sister!”
“Well, she is really hot.”
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October 5th, 2006 on 09:42[…] “I’m obliged to tell the story of how I explained to Leo Tan PR Man that Byron had slept with his sister.” […]
October 5th, 2006 on 12:48
Oh, I thought you were implying the social akwardness of explaining that Simon had slept with Leo’s sister.
Language, eh? Tch.
October 5th, 2006 on 16:14
John’s certainly not in command of it.
October 5th, 2006 on 17:33
Fabulous!
October 6th, 2006 on 07:38
Command and Concur?
October 6th, 2006 on 07:43
Let me tell of Oedipus Rex
You may have heard about his odd complex
His name appears in Freud’s index
Because he loved his mother
…..
So be sweet and kind to mother
Now and then have a chat
Buy her candy or some flowers
Or a brand new hat
But maybe you should let it go at that …
(with acknowledgemt to Tom Lehrer)
October 6th, 2006 on 13:03
There’s a much more entertaining story about someone who’s married trying to drag my sister into the toilets in order to get off with her. Lord Byron would have been impressed by the romance, clearly. My father would not.
She didn’t get off with him, incidentally.