
The Bum |

It's no wonder I'm underprivileged. Handling this sort of merchandise makes me want
to take up ice hockey for nocturnal amusements. It was a delight to cherish
such beauty with my hockey stick. The long shaft melted the ice and centered on
her puck. Devotedly I |
performed all manner of exercises one associates with shafts and pucks. Skating
on thin ice was chillingly dangerous and I hid in her goal to keep warm. I
devoted my energies to to her gasping wefare. One must asist a bum in distress
where one can. She thanked me profusely and offered encouraging chest high
comforts to compensate my considerable endevours. When I told my wives I'd been
away playing ice hocked for a week, they offered their all to remind me just
what I had been missing by playing sport. They were more than willing and I felt
appreciated as the faithful husband that I am. They didn't object when I said
that I was going to Canada to play ice hockey for a couple of weeks. I'd taken
a fancy to the sport and a working holiday would take my mind off unsavoury
matters. They wished me luck and said I should enjoy my sporting self in Canada. |





