Brother Hirsute

The UK's very own Hairy Cornflake, or is that Rob Zombie...

Well you never can tell where new converts will come from can you?

On a recent field trip to the mountains of Tibet, (the Brothers were teaching the monks to funk), Brother Retentiviccus was bedded down in his cave. He was cuddled up to what he believed to be his hair shirt when it farted and wandered off outside. Fearing it was a sign to join a jazz ensemble he followed it outside . But no, it was no divine happening. It was a gentle but very hairy being who seemed to have the ability to pluck at anything with a string on it. Brother Retentiviccus removed his thong from the poor things fingers and brought him to the rest of the Brothers. They shaved most of his body but left the face covered, for Brother Hirsute, as he was duly christened, is a little shy. So be gentle with him, when riled he can make you ears bleed.

Posted by arclight at April 8, 2004 02:28 PM