Attention Zaphod

[Chester A. Arthur]

After perusing several of the posts posted herein over the last several days, it has come to my attention that YOU sir are, in fact, the cause of the pain in my asshole. I ask you good sir to cease and desist all residential activities in or around my buttock area and to remove yourself immediately sir, from my asshole.

I will not stand for it.



And it's becoming unbearable to sit down, so I do, in fact, have to stand for it. And would no longer wish to continue to do so. In summation. Sir. Leave my asshole. Good day.

[Zaphod]

well, if you put it that way.

[Bizarro The Grin]

oH, cHESTER, WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING ABOUT SOMETHING BEING IN YOUR ASSHOLE? wHENEVER i STOP BY, YOU BEG FOR WEIRD SHIT TO GO IN THERE. lIKE THE TIME YOU DEMANDED i SHOVE A LIVE CHICKEN INTO YOUR ANUS. i'LL DO IT IF YOU WANT, BUT THE THING i LIKE MOST IN YOUR ASSHOLE IS MY BIG, BLACK DICK.

[Chester A. Arthur]

well, if you put it that way.

I see you have taken up residence in my late wife Nell's vagina. Well, have at it then. I don't see the upside of that to you, but do as you will. Roscoe Conkling whom I protogéed under as Customs Collector In New York used to have a similar predilection to taking up residence in the vagina's of underage girls fresh off the steamers coming over from Europe. But his were only temporary habitations. And it usually only involved the tip of his dilly. Or his thumb.

In any case. My dead wife's vagina is yours to do with as you please. Although to my mind, it makes you to look some sort of deviant who resides in dead women's vaginas. Not the sort of first impression you would like to give around these parts, what?