Lifting the vision of loveliness that is MissX to her feet she offers a heartfelt thank you, and shows her sincerity by cupping the outline of the bulge in my tights and kissing my cheek. She then takes a step-back to examine my costume. Finally she sighs and proclaims she doesn't know who I am supposed to be. I point to the 'A' on my belt buckle, and she just grins slightly and shakes her head. Well, I figure maybe some superheroes are more popular in the States... "I am Assmaster!" I tell her...

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Put me on wheels and I'll turn tricks.

Clever? Nah, I ran out of that years ago. But if you find this, let me know, k?
"The road goes ever on..." ~ Tolkien

In memory of my friend skip...
Go then, there are other worlds than these