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I’m pretty worried…

To continue the Simpson’s analogies further, (in case you didn’t notice in the previous post, Gill is a reference to the salesman who pops up from time to time, looking bedraggled and trying to sell the shirt off his back), I have now received a comment from Lionel Hutz.

Check out the post (the comments are particularly interesting). This loosely veiled threat has been made in the public domain, so the public can read it and make up their own minds…

Perhaps the ‘super rich multi-millionaire’ in this piece is Mr Burns???

Does that make me Homer Simpson?

Actually, that is what worries me. Maybe I am. I had a dream the other night that I actually was Homer Simpson. It went like this:

I got phoned up by a human resources woman (from the plant, obviously) and I heard in the background when I picked up, “oh, he’s one of the drones from sector 7G.” Then I spoke to her, in my own voice, and she said

“you sound different,”

“I know,” I replied, “next time you meet me, you’ll think I’m a completely different person” – in my strange sub-conscious mind, I actually thought that this would be enough of an explanation as to why I was no longer an overweight, balding, yellow cartoon character…

But Mr Hutz is different. And he’s threatened to sue me. About that, I am considerably less worried.