The professor overheard a very interesting conversation lately. Of course, I just happened to overhear it, since it took place right in front of me. I wasn’t eavesdropping, just listening.
An older gentleman was speaking with a gentleman maybe 20 years his junior. For our purposes, the older gentlemen will be Mr. O, the younger, Mr. Y. I do not believe I am at liberty to reveal the names; otherwise, the professor might be hunted down and slaughtered.
Mr. O spotted Mr. Y standing alone. A smile quickly spread across Mr. O’s face as he approached Mr. Y.
“So, are you growing one?” Mr. O asked.
“Pardon me?” Mr. Y returned innocently.
Mr. O became flustered immediately and gesticulated wildly in Mr. Y’s face. “Have you decided to grow a beard?”
“Oh,” Mr. Y murmured, his hand instinctively rising to his chin. “No, it’s not that. I just haven’t had a chance to take care of the problem. Grows too quickly, you might say.”
Mr. O laughed and slapped his portly belly. “Reminds me of the time I grew my full beard. Yes, sir, my wife, she didn’t like it at all. But did I let that bother me? Absolutely not! I told her I’ll do what I want with my face! If I want to be lazy and not shave, that’s my choice. Of course, my wife could do nothing but accept what I said.”
“I see,” Mr. Y seemed quite uninterested. “Well, I’ll keep that in mind. I was really going to shave, and—”
“Reminds me of the time my sister’s husband decided to shave his beard! Man-o-thunder! You would have thought that my sister was going to die! She was so mad and shocked that she really didn’t know what to do!”
“I see,” Mr. Y said.
Mr. O smiled broadly. “Reminds me of the time—”
“See here,” Mr. Y interrupted, “if I’d a known you were going to carry on so, I would have taken the trouble and shaved to save myself from your vexing dissertations!”
“Interesting you should bring that up. Reminds me of the time I—”
Mr. Y held up his hands. “I can’t take anymore, I’ll have you know. Maybe I should have cut my head off, that way I wouldn’t have to listen to you!”
With that, Mr. Y stormed away, and Mr. O attacked someone else.
I left too—I really couldn’t bear another ‘dissertation’ myself.
Man-o-thunder… Nice expression. Perhaps, I should put it together like this: Manothunder! Ah, much better. What do you think?
I would also like to inform you that a new character profile was added to The Hut: Ruber Salami’s. You may want to check out all of the profiles.
Of course, if you have any questions concerning the Punchy Lands, specific characters, or any Punchy question in general, feel free to ask! I’d love to answer. The land is quite real, and I know details about it from my many visits. If you’re curious about a specific nation or—well, you know, just ask.
Before closing, I’d like to share a photo that’s both beautiful and troubling: