From: Gerry Armstrong <gerry@gerryarmstrong.org>
Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology
Subject: Little Fakir® Found
Date: Wed, 10 Sep 2003 19:14:09 +0200
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Yes, we have a winner! The Little Fakir® has been found.
http://www.gerryarmstrong.org/50grand/fun/parody/find-the-little-fakir.html

Skip Trace writes in: "Good lord! He's become the sex slave of the
bitch strap-on lesbian pygmy penguin goddesses of Patagonia! He's
found "1.1 Club" hell, now!"

Well, Mr. Trace, this is much more than we need really to know. You've
actually answered, not only our "Find the Little Fakir Quiz®," but the
other quiz too: "What's the Little Fakir® Up To?" Just about everyone
says five five without the lifts, but as I mentioned, that's another
quiz.

As for whether where the Little Fakir® was finally found is 1.1 Club
Hell, that's up to him. We don't want to go there. We *can* tell you
that his companions are not Goddesses but full blown Emperors. But
they're full blown Emperors in little bodies. So the Little Fakir® fit
right in.

It isn't really Patagonia. That's just gross, and we're a Family
Quiz®. Everybody knows the law, pat a gonia, go to jail. But, you're
close enough. Who could possibly believe that the Little Fakir® had
gone even farther south than that. Following the footsteps apparently
of a fellow called -- you won't believe this either -- *Shackleton.*

Later.... Apparently, when the Little Fakir® had had just about as
much of the chicks as he could handle ... and vice versa ... well he
couldn't find his clothes. So here he is on this iceberg, butt naked
and glycol in total restim, and along comes this big Emperor cock.
Well the Little Fakir® says, "You look like you're wearing my tuxedo."
And the Emperor replies, "Who says I'm not?"

© Gerry Armstrong
http://www.gerryarmstrong.org