Jack contemplated his potential roommates.

Jack contemplated his potential roommates. Why did Janet and Chrissy, two adult women, share a bedroom?

He wondered if Larry could shed light on that. Larry swore by water beds and oily massages, he'd know what it was all about. Jack was supposed to meet him at the Regal Beagle but

he never showed up. Many years later, he would find out the true reason of his sudden disappearance:

termites. That's the risk one runs when living in a Amazon stilt house. The fallen house put him in an amnesia state. The headhunters that found him accepted him as one of their

ancestors returned from the dead. It was said that those who return would remember nothing, and with the blow to his head, he fit that bill. The headhunters' honored him by

giving him a manicure and a pedicure and a gently exfoliating facial. Naturally, he was not expecting this, though his clogged, travel-worn skin was grateful for the attention. Now

something completely different: the Flying Circus descended upon the man with the fresh mani/pedi and promptly

began to devour him in classic comic fashion. John Cleese ripped an arm off and made a hilarious quip, and Terry Gilliam animated furiously. The man

known only as THE INTERRO-GATOR burst from the floor clad in a scaled reptilian costume brandishing a mid-17th century rapier, and pointed it menacingly at his intended victim, an

Inuit toddler. "Godless heathen," the Interro-Gator began, "for the crown of Ferdinand and Isabella, I slay thee." Then the gator was mauled by a polar bear.