We don't speak on Saturday, May 28, his 39th birthday.
Mango Ratpen: "What did you want to be when
you grew up?"
Self-Hating Lew: "An enigma of some kind. Either
a self-contradicting enigma or a gerontophilic enigma. Or both."
He converted to Judaism in 1992
and drives a van.
Mango Ratpen: "What are you doing for your birthday?"
Self-Hating Lew: "More importantly, what are you doing for my birthday?"
He inserted a declarative sentence here.
Mango Ratpen: "What do you love and hate most
about the porn business?"
Self-Hating Lew: "Myself."
I write as myself, posing as another person:
Marg writes: "Mango, your very incisive LOL."
Mango Ratpen: "Are co-ed Orthodox high school
girls sluts?"
Self-Hating Lew: "I don't traffic in rumours,
but let's just say if you want it, you shalhevet."
Mango Ratpen: "Are you going to heaven or hell?"
Self-Hating Lew: "Heaven."
He has been bounced from three synagogues, similar
to the way his head was bounced from a light pole by Mike Albo.
Golda My Eye writes
on XPT: Self-Hating Lew, You so crazy. Rebbe Kahane
was right about you.
Self-hating Lew: "God is justice."
Mango Ratpen: "When I say 'love,' you say: - ?"
Self-Hating Lew: "'Out of nothing at all.'"
Mango Ratpen: "When I say 'love,' you say: -
?"
Self-Hating Lew: "'I'm so lost without you.'"
Mango Ratpen: "When I say 'love,' you say: -
?"
Self-Hating Lew: "I need to ghost-write another blog."
Evening came, morning followed.
Mango Ratpen: "What's going on in your mind?"
Self-Hating Lew: "Yeah."