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"Speaking of the Long Beach Jetty, I saw
its Poet Laureate this morning."
"Tell me something I don't know.
You see him every morning."
"Did you know he changed the pronunciation of his name?"
"From Marcel to Morsel, as in a small quantity?"
"No, silly boy. He changed the way to say his last name:
No more Du-TRUMP because he does not want to sound
like the Donald."
"I didn't know he had a political conscience. Good for him."
"He now pronounces his name the way it is spellt.
Marcel DuTRAMP rhymes with DuCHAMP."
"You mean it now rhymes with how he mispronounces
his Surrealist uncle's name."
"Better than that, he gave me a picture of his uncle.
You want to see it."
"Sure...
"You're joking. This isn't Marcel Duchamp!"
"Yes it is but only when he wanted to be known
as Rrose Selavy. Isn't she/he cute?"
"Holy Dada! Marcel Duchamp–the artist who put
a mustache on the Mona Lisa–was a transvestite!
He should have lived here in Long Beach
where trannies are a dime a dozen...
Wait a minute...Don't tell me...
Is his 'nephew' a transvestite?"
"He told me he wasn't. DuTramp said
wearing women's clothing
gives him an asthma attack."
"Shit!"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because if the Poet Laureate of Long Beach were a transvestite,
I wouldn't get jealous every time you talked about him."
"How do you know I am telling you the truth?"
"Enough said."
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Footnotes
For reasons too personal to mention, the pages of the HE SAID...SHE SAID
sequence are the only GoFather of Math pages written in a quiet font size.
Also, they are the only sequential pages to not be linked together.
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It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...
The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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