It’s official! The Big T, Dr. Y.U. Thropplenoggin, has tossed his pith helmet into the Fourth Plinth tombola, and now awaits to learn if he will be able to mount the plinth, thus enabling the Trafalgar multitudes to behold the proper bosh in the safari-besuited flesh!
An artist’s impression of how the Fourth Plinth
may look after Dr. Thropplenoggin has mounted it
Expected delights of such a plinth-mounting may include:
Choice selections from seminal works “In Like Thropplenoggin!” (brutally unpublished) and Boswell’s London Journal
A live rendition of Thropplepluggin’, the ditty-cum-gauntlet which The Big T “threw down” in the badinage battle contra-R’d Cor!
Welcome back to Thropplenoggin’s MP3 Emporium…Take a semi-brever and accompany the Big T as he perambulates through the zeitgeist’s most pertinent ditties.
Up North Kids. Ah, the very words inspire reminiscence of the bonnie banks of Loch Ness and a youthful bout of ethnosexography in which I stalked the monstrous Highland Hussy, Filly McCavity. Upon arrival in the vicinity, I requested whereof I might locate this tartan-bedecked damsel, and was told by a local jock, ‘Och aye tha’ wee broon ‘un’. ”Will she?!’ I replied. “Huzzah!” And with loins girded, I sallied forth into the chilly mists to stalk the fair maiden.
Papa M‘s melodious strain bears the appellation “Up North Kids” and, I have to say, it really is a blast of fresh northern air . This delightful ditty rather reminds me of many a misstep in the boggy lowlands of a Glasgow housing estate, with the smell of stale McEwan’s wafting up my nostrils. I never did find Filly McCavity, and, as time elapses, I find myself wondering whether she wasn’t merely a figment of my imagination.
Check out these turnips…are these people taking the pith or what? Fear not – The Big T is on hand to point out the sartorial gaffes being made by these “Hapless Helmets”.
“What the devil has got into this saucy knave, with his ghastly bright yellow helmet! Utter pith and twaddle. Imagine trying to do field research dressed up like that. What a clown.”
“Eugh! What’s this green carbuncle doing atop someone’s noggin? And – ye gods! – with a garish red and gold Commie badge to boot! Political ideologies and pith helmets make rotten bedfellows. Pith off.”
“Now that’s more like it! The classic safari suit and pith helmet combo, both in a very fetching buff-beige hue. A touch la-di-da, a touch je ne sais quoi this little chap pulls the Thropplenoggin look off with aplomb. Huzzah!
@thetearooms @megatonlove What plaudits! "Eating this product straight out of the jar as a meal would not be far-fetched."- Mad Meat Genius 1 hour ago
@MildewPea Sporting the authorative air & not-to-be-messed-with mien of a librarian dishing out a sibilant shh!, I say: Admirable Avatar 1 hour ago
@megatonlove Certes, pubic topiarist or 'bushman' @raymearsmachete would be happy to have that mighty chopper in his Machete Porn collection 1 hour ago
RICK STEIN: this wannabe Keith Floyd eschews booze for a bitching Far East locale, tho' Chalky the dog is now off the menu; culinarylingus 3 months ago
MJ: from "black" soul r'n'b pop songs to platinum coloured skin, ends his days in a gold-plated coffin; mourning bling? 4 months ago
Apostles of Bosh
8,313 People Have Peeked Under Thropplenoggin's Pith Helmet
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Hymns of Praise
"Posit Ennui - Meet Dr. Y.U. Thropplenoggin, bosh-monger, diabolical wit, master of verbal tomfoolery. His pithycisms also make Twitter a chortlesome place for me to roam. I've learned from messy experience not to have any coffee in my mouth when reading tweets by @thropplenoggin."Megatonlove, Apostle of Bosh