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Comedic fissile material from “satirist to the stars”, Thropplenoggin, a many-headed man-beast attempting to brainslap brainslop, who resides in the skull of one Neil Sean Fitzgerald, an impecunious 31-year-old British satirist or “bosh-monger”.
Here you’ll find elegant rebuttals to contrived media idiocy and other buffoonery, as Thropplenoggin et al attempt to secure syndication for their peculiar brand of wit.
If you want to:
a) publish what you’ve read here in a nice glossy magazine, say, The New Yorker or Harper’s
b) employ his venerable lexicon and wit in a film or TV comedy series
or
c) publish his expeditionary field notes/tales of sexual derring-don’t™ In Like Thropplenoggin! in book format
you can reach the Big T here: neilsfitzgerald@gmail.com
(Donations can be made c/o ispistole@yahoo.com (his Paypal account))
