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Lawrence Hall [email protected] Dispatches for the Colonial Office                The Strange Adventure of Tarzan, the Epsteinian Files,                                   and The Burn-Bags of Opar I am not at liberty to lay before the inquiring minds of an objective public the manner in which the curious document and chilling testimony below came into my possession except that this was through the offices of a mysterious midnight visitor on business from Porlock with a wooden leg and an ivory eye of curious and antique design – or was that an ivory leg and a wooden eye? – and I must assure the reader that it was the visitor from Porlock who made do with a tapping ivory eye and a sightless wooden leg or sightless eye and tapping artificial leg, not the pleasant village of Porlock, because English villages are possessed of streets and lanes, not eyes and legs, on a stormy night at the time of the equinoctial gales when ships put to sea knowing that they (the crews, not the ships) must place their lives into the hands of our merciful and loving God who knoweth all things and disposeth all things and so now pray take a seat and light your pipe while I set my spectacles aright and read to you this strange narrative entrusted to my discretion and, like, stuff:              The Strange Adventure of Tarzan, The Epsteinian Files,                                    and The Burn-Bags of Opar In search of The Lost Epsteinian Files Tarzan slipped into a city ruinous and far And in a secret tunnel that ran for miles Stumbled onto The Burn-Bags of Opar Queen Kristi of Opar, long in love with Tarzan Sacrificed to her gods a dog and a goat Then in an armored golf cart chased him as far as she can (Okay, then, you try to rhyme “Tarzan”) To the edge of the Alligator Alcatraz moat Tarzan, exhausted, thought he was a doomer Kristi was sharpening her sacrificial knife                    (or loading her thirty-thirty; the records are unclear) But she was death-whispered by Laura Loomer Thus saving the burn-bags and our hero’s life And The Epsteinian Files?  The mystery no longer abodes - The scripts for Gilligan’s Island, the lost episodes
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Jul 31, 2025
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The Strange Adventure of Tarzan, The Epsteinian Files, and The Burn-Bags of Opar
Lawrence Hall [email protected] Dispatches for the Colonial Office                The Strange Adventure of Tarzan, the Epsteinian Files,                                   and The Burn-Bags of Opar I am not at liberty to lay before the inquiring minds of an objective public the manner in which the curious document and chilling testimony below came into my possession except that this was through the offices of a mysterious midnight visitor on business from Porlock with a wooden leg and an ivory eye of curious and antique design – or was that an ivory leg and a wooden eye? – and I must assure the reader that it was the visitor from Porlock who made do with a tapping ivory eye and a sightless wooden leg or sightless eye and tapping artificial leg, not the pleasant village of Porlock, because English villages are possessed of streets and lanes, not eyes and legs, on a stormy night at the time of the equinoctial gales when ships put to sea knowing that they (the crews, not the ships) must place their lives into the hands of our merciful and loving God who knoweth all things and disposeth all things and so now pray take a seat and light your pipe while I set my spectacles aright and read to you this strange narrative entrusted to my discretion and, like, stuff:              The Strange Adventure of Tarzan, The Epsteinian Files,                                    and The Burn-Bags of Opar In search of The Lost Epsteinian Files Tarzan slipped into a city ruinous and far And in a secret tunnel that ran for miles Stumbled onto The Burn-Bags of Opar Queen Kristi of Opar, long in love with Tarzan Sacrificed to her gods a dog and a goat Then in an armored golf cart chased him as far as she can (Okay, then, you try to rhyme “Tarzan”) To the edge of the Alligator Alcatraz moat Tarzan, exhausted, thought he was a doomer Kristi was sharpening her sacrificial knife                    (or loading her thirty-thirty; the records are unclear) But she was death-whispered by Laura Loomer Thus saving the burn-bags and our hero’s life And The Epsteinian Files?  The mystery no longer abodes - The scripts for Gilligan’s Island, the lost episodes
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