The Soul of Man has been Given Wings

[pyat]

It occurs to me that some of you have not yet made the acquaintance of my old friend, Bruno von Boots.

"I bestrode the courtyard like a king, my ponderous greatcoat flapping and monocle flashing in the winter sun. I knew then, more than anytime before or since, that I was truly standing on the Promontory of Ages, looking out at a bold new future in which all men would be guided into happy and productive lives through the simple technique of skull deformation. I chuckled. I sang. I fired my pistol gleefully into the air, as if to challenge the Sun itself!"

He has a Livejournal: brunovonboots!

Comments

[commanderteddog.livejournal.com]

I will not be happy until Bruno von Boots challenges Natrel Man.

[brunovonboots.livejournal.com]

The what and the whom? A Man of Natrel? You wish me to challenge some of childish creature of milk and water? To what? A forenoon of topfschlagen, koffer packen, and stopessen, topped off with a round of "Chase My Neighbour Down the Passage?"

Very well. We meet at Dawn!