He
receives this too with some regularity, more often than not from the customers
at the bookshop and, as he starts to spend more of his time there, the hotel’s
fresh and transient money, the query as to is what, and the subsequent why:
cog:
How come you’re wearing a skunk?
usually
accompanied by some gesture toward their own ear, and it is only ever
answered in his head, in his never-voiced thoughts as
Skunk:
I wear it because it
no
Skunk:
It’s to show that I know what
no
Skunk:
It’s to let you know that I’m at the punchline before you were even aware there
was a joke.
Yes.
