The Truth About My Inflatable Friend

First of all, she's not my friend, she's Rollo's, since the book is a first-person confession.

Secondly, she's not inflatable. His first attempt was a gasbag, but she didn't convince anybody, and she wasn't exactly a keeper. The one he ends up with is a high-tech, lifelike, silicone-and-steel replica with articulated joints. Custom made, cost a few grand, not available at your local party store. (If you're a fan of Boston Legal, you've seen two of her sisters.)

Thirdly, the inflatable aspect stays with him. His swelling ego, as it turns out, is no friend.

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Tony Soprano's Future

OK here's my considered prediction:

Tony will survive at least two more attempts on his life. He will become increasingly friendly with the Feds. Ultimately, he will offer to make a large financial contribution to a major political party. After a cursory sanitation of his background files and several visits from the spin doctors, he will be prepped as a candidate for junior senator from the state of New Jersey. Same game, higher stakes.

The theatrical feature plot takes off from there and is basically a remake of All the Kings Men.

Rubber Babes

There's an Aussie with a Yahoo blog The Jesus Mohammed Buddha Gimp who has asked some provocative questions about his relationship with his inflatable girlfriend Wendy. He discovered her cheating on him with his best friend Barry, and yet he wonders what church might sanction his marriage to her.

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My Inflatable Friend

Dan Whitman gets sucked in!

What happens when a swollen ego creates a reverse vacuum? This guy's got it bad. I've gotta hand it to him, but then again, it's not mine he wants.

Read his new rant on Allbooks Review.