Dear Hillary,
Last week the medical column in the Pattaya Mail newspaper had an article on ‘Viagorous’ exercise, and the doctor said he got the information from you. I didn’t know you were an expert in these matters. Would you like to tell us of your experiences? I am sure I will not be the only one to ask you!
Vic
Dear Vic,
Or is that Viagorous Vic? I think if you read the doctor’s column again, he writes about “Viagorous” exercise and says, “Unfortunately I can take no credit for the catchy wording, this was something I stole from our Miss Hillary, and how she knows about this, I dare not ask.” If he doesn’t dare to ask, with the medical seal of confidentiality and all, how dare you to ask! Goodness me, Vic, I don’t even know you, let alone enquire as to your sexual predilections. However, if you read the item from last week again, he says, “Unfortunately I can take no credit for the catchy wording, this was something I stole from our Miss Hillary.” Not the information, Vic, but merely the catchy wording. Words are my business Vic, and catchy words in particular. I will accept your apology for your impudence, attached to a bottle of champagne (French preferably), and or a box of nice chocolates (preferably Belgian or Swiss).
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