I mentioned Monty Hall In what I thought was casual conversation. Maybe I interjected, ...yeah, like Monty Hall. But still, A woman taking a drink of ***** gurgled, A fella rolling a spliff snickered; Even the dart thrower stopped; They chorused in unison, Who? ****! Monty Fecking Hall. Door #'s 1, 2, 3? The few listening were confused. Maybe it was the tone I used. One face had a glimmer, Almost a gesture of recognition Tracing hisΒ Β pierced eyebrow. Really! Monty Fecking Hall. One day, in the not too distant future, They'll hear, What's a Fecking Jedi?