Oct 9, 2004

Lever-fill reservoir indeed!

All I wanted to do was purchase a refill cartridge for my fountain pen. How was I to know that the saleslady's father (a missionary) had been brutally tortured for three days and then killed by an until-then unknown Congonese tribe of cannibal pygmy head-hunters whose sole contact with the civilised world was a 1925 Waterman #55 "Ripple" Fountain pen, which they worshiped as a phallic symbol. Until dear old Fritz tried to use it to write a letter home.

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