A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least, that was the handle his lovin parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself the Dude. Now, Dude, thats a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the Dude that didnt make a whole lot of sense to me. And a lot about where he lived, like- wise. But then again, maybe thats why I found the place sdurned innarestin. They call Los Angeles the City of Angels. I didnt find it to be that exactly, but Ill allow as there are some nice folks there. Course, I cant say I seen London, and I never been to France, and I aint never seen no queen in her damn undies as the fella says. But Ill tell you what, after seeing Los Angeles and thisahere story Im about to unfold-- wal, I guess I seen somethin ever bit as stupefyin as yad see in any a those other places, and in English too, so I can die with a smile on my face without feelin like the good Lord gypped me. Now this story Im about to unfold took place back in the early nineties-- just about the time of our conflict with Sadm and the Eye-rackies. I only mention it cause some- times theres a man--I wont say a hee-ro, cause whats a hee-ro?--but sometimes theres a man. And Im talkin about the Dude here-- sometimes theres a man who, wal, hes the man for his timen place, he fits right in there--and thats the Dude, in Los Angeles. And even if hes a lazy man, and the Dude was certainly that--quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin for laziest worldwide--but sometimes theres a man. . . sometimes theres a man. Wal, I lost mtrain of thought here. But--aw hell, I done innerduced him enough.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 23:27:25 +0000
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