Hunchback Hooligan was an angry man this weekend after I “borrowed” his European disco-tech shirt for a Spee Party. Although Hunchback is generally a generous person, he has Swiss banker-blood in him which means that he wants everything that he lends to be returned to him….with interest. By contrast, I’m a lawless lad from the West with little attachment to material things. After getting Hunchback‘s shirt all sweaty while disco dancing, I decided to take it off and carefully hide it on the floor. I return to the Palatial Penthouse Palace to find an angry Hunchback demanding his disco-tech shirt. I also discover that my old high school friend had come to Cambridge and spent the entire evening hanging out with my roommates. Two worlds were colliding and Hunchback was not very happy about the whole situation.
Despite the darkness and danger that lurked on the Cambridge streets at this ungodly hour, Hunchback told me to march back to the Spee and pick his shirt up from the floor. I tried to tell him that it had probably already disintegrated beneath the feet of frantic dancers, but he rejected my pleas. When I triumphantly returned with his purple, striped garment, Hunchback refused to accept the offering until it was dry-cleaned–$5.99 at Cambridge Cleaners. That’s a pretty damn high interest-rate if you ask me.
