I was just wondering about something.
First off, my newfound dears Kings and Derek, I apologize so much for
this off topic post. I know this group is to be about BM's (bowel
movements) that the Brady Bunch television show did, however as the
leading authority on BM's (bowel movements), I the BM (Bowel Movement)
Lady had to share some research that our dear departed friend Saggie
was doing. So sorry if this is off topic, but the lovely generosity
of this woman just had to be told.
Did you all know that the character Mr. Haskel was about a real life
owner of an ice cream shop in West Hollywood? Saggie had done
extensive research about this. Mr. Haskel would open his shop ever
day. Kids would come from miles all over Los Angeles to the special
ice cream store. They would line up around the freezer case to find
Mr. Haskel naked from the waist down. His apron would cover his
private parts in the front, but his bottom area was wide open and
exposed. He was famous for shoving the ice cream scoop up his rectum,
and playing a game with the children.
The children would put their ice cream orders in, and Mr. Haskel would
say, "Now, where is that old ice cream scoop? I can't find it
anywhere!" He would turn around, and the kids would see the ice
cream scoop shoved up his bottom. He would do this whole game with
them, bending over to look for the scoop on the floor. "IT''S IN YOUR
BOTTOM!" The kids would all shout. Mr., Haskel would say, "Oh, how
did that pesky old ice cream scoop get in my bottom? I wonder how!"
He would eject the scoop, the kids would laugh, all the adults would
laugh, and he would prepare their orders. This little game went on
for years, Saggie reported in her research.
The children eventually outgrew the game, and found it boring. "It's
in your bottom." they would comment, almost yawning, as they got
older. In a lost episode, Greg once yelled, "It's in your bottom, you
fucking pervert!" Which broke Mr. Haskel's spirit. This was the real
reason he was hiring the Brady children to help out in the store. The
ice cream scoop game was no longer fun.
Sadly, as he got old and senile, it was sad. He would shove the scoop
up his rectum just like he had done for so many years. Alzheimer's
had set in, and he truly could not remember where the scoop was. His
cry for "Where's the ice cream scoop?" had turned from a wonderful
game to an old man's desperate plea for help. He would break down in
tears, and long time customers like Carol would comfort him and tell
him it was in his bottom, and that it would all be OK. Saggie found
this very sad.
Mr. Haskel was found one morning dead apparently of a heart attack at
a very old age. His hand was clenching the ice cream scoop, and he
had it halfway inserted. It was days before they found him. The shop
closed due to a lack of interest at this point, and an odd desire to
no longer eat frozen dairy products in West Hollywood. The shop was
bulldozed, and a gay (homosexual) bathhouse was put up in its place.
Our beloved Saggie found all of this so sad, she was working on
opening a foundation for old men who had a fetish about sticking ice
cream scoops up their rectums. Her goal, in addition to her tireless
work on researching BM's (bowel movements) was that no ice cream shop
owner would ever have to die naked while inserting an ice cream scoop
up their rectum.
We lost a wonderful humanitarin, folks.
Thank you so much for letting me share this important, yet off topic
glimps into the wonderful person that our Saggie was.
Love all of you so much - it's like I've known you all along!
The BM (Bowel Movement) Lady
The world's leading authority on BM's (bowel movements)
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