Answersbody

The nurse and I are accruing material for the plot of a sensational novel. Actually, it’s my job, I edit her words accordingly. Actually the nurse has little idea of what I’m doing, but the nurse is not surrounded by reptilians anymore, so that’s a good sign. The nurse thinks she knows what I’m up to. How can she possibly know, when I don’t even know anything apart from the fact we ARE accruing material for the plot of a sensational novel (her words)? Who’s kidding whom? I tell you, fellow readers, it’s not I (whom could I kid?) It’s not the nurse either (who could kid her?) I have no idea who is kidding you. But whom do YOU kid? None of my business (or is it?).. And my business is to accrue material for the plot of a sensational novel. (is it really my business?).. The other day the nurse was talking to a friend of hers on the cellphone. I immediately wrote down the line I heard: “raise your coconut bra in jubilation!” I said to myself, this is a very original line. I don’t particularly like this friend of hers. She is rather spooky. I avoid hanging out with spooky guys and gals. I hate wrestling with my conscience later, while listening to Japanese jazz. Wait a minute, I think I hear voices …

Neighbour 1. “FAME FAME AT LAST, but i won't let it go to my head oh no”
Neighbour 2. “I should just invest in edible furniture”
Neighbour 3. “Keep an eye on the dog's poo”

Neighbour 4, 5 and 6. “At least that will take your mind off the strange goings on at the trailer park, I hear the nurse has got a penpal from outer Mongolia and has been seen walking around the edge of town with a three legged whippet and a copy of Wuthering Heights, and that they tell me isn't even the half of it...”

I 1. Who's there?
I 2. Answersbody, from the monocle shop. I brought nothing, which is what you ordered.