Fool by Christopher MooreHilarious, always inventive, this is a book for all, especially uptight English teachers, bardolaters, and ministerial students.
--Dallas Morning News
Fool--the bawdy and outrageous New York Times bestseller from the unstoppable Christopher Moore--is a hilarious new take on William Shakespeares King Lear...as seen through the eyes of the foolish lieges clownish jester, Pocket. A rousing tale of gratuitous shagging, murder, spanking, maiming, treason, and heretofore unexplored heights of vulgarity and profanity, Fool joins Moores own Lamb, Fluke, The Stupidest Angel, and You Suck! as modern masterworks of satiric wit and sublimely twisted genius, prompting Carl Hiassen to declare Christopher Moore a very sick man, in the very best sense of the word.
Elvis Presley - Love Me Lyrics
She take her time fi put on her make-up Cuz tonight she plans to wine and dine She slips into her little black dress And puts on a fragrance, thats so devine But there's one wrong thing bout this picture Cuz this girls belongs to me But she goes out every friday Just so she can scope the scene And the way she carries herself is the WAY Single ladies do All this time i've been loving her and she's been Playin me like a fool Play me like a fool repeat x2 ; Likkle woman why you haffi lead me on girl Did so much and you, Play me like a fool Then you turn around you love somebody else, yeah. You play me like a fool Play me like a fool repeat 2x Oh why? Oh why?
Blue-Don't treat me like a fool (Lyrics)
Well, what in the wurl' you 'spect, anyway? You send us on up here in the cold to play that danged Duke again. Ashley ain't even here, off running 'round the world with that Eye-talin Grand Priks guy. Then to beat all, that little rat turncoat turns up back home in his red tie and blows hisself all over the papers the very same morning of OUR game? People 'spect us to settle DOWN?
I was asked to present my work and a text that inspired me for my work. I would like to share with you my views on artistic research, referring to the source material used in my artistic work. I want to show you a song of rare significance, one of which only the first sentence could so accurately describe what has been a pivotal moment in many of my more successful works. When I last presented my work in the context of an exhibition I asked people to speak about my work. People who were not necessarily fully adept in speaking about those things. Because they where shy, because they were not part of the context the objects inhabited, because they didn't touch them on forehand or because it didn't relate to them in other ways. Talking about things I didn't make myself but for which I asked people, possessing more skill and experience in producing these particular objects than I have.