I’ve just discovered the abovementioned blog over at JC. What by its name at first glance just appeared to be yet another single’s e-column quickly proved to be some of the funniest I’ve read since Muffti and I outlined a conspiracy to form a hiphop act that will stage at the Jewlicious Festival in a little while.
Suddenly Single appears to be a new blog, but already looks delightfully promising, set with gems like these:
And then the rains came. Turns out that Rebecca/Sandra was into swinging, and knew a place in Radlett where they held regular parties for couples that way inclined. Was I interested? Don’t worry, she said, a lot of them would be Jewish. That’s a relief, I replied, I’m sure my rabbi would be impressed. Is there a prayer for consensual licentiousness?
and
I glanced over at Dave’s black boots, tight jeans and T-shirt emblazoned with an oriental dragon and realised how butch he looked — as though he’d stepped out of a remake of Queer Eye For The Straight Guy called Queer Eye For The Even Queerer Guy. Basically, he had about him the air of a gentleman who prefers the company of other gentlemen. And I was that other gentleman. Not that there’s anything wrong with it.
Muffti leaves a lot to speculation.
Muffti reserves his flamboyant rejection of convention for his atheism. His private life’s beyond reproach.
It was your turn, Middle. Usually, it’s Muffti, but Tom is granting Muffti a day off today.
How did I get into this discussion, exactly?
Some compliments, if I read this post correctly, maybe you can do without…. Again, unless you’re Middle, whose private life should be kept that way.
But Middle also likes a compliment once in a while.
Please, froylein. Middle values his anonymity.