EVEN MORE ABOUT THE ARTHUR: (The Unauthorized autobiography)

Or, more correctly, the author, who would look a lot like this if he had a large moustache and a 1915 Stutz-Bearcat.




So what do we really know of the man behind the mystery that lies just to one side of the enigma that is the man who founded the ALIAS POOR YORICK empire ?

Early records show that Mr Browett attended a university, possibly even going to a lecture, although this cannot be verified. He became quite proficient at billiards and reading newspapers, also spending time writing comedy sketches. After editing a satirical magazine, he was politely asked to leave town. When that didn't work, the requests became more insistent.

After moving to a place of safety, he set about becoming a writer. Demonstrating impressive skill at smoking cigarettes and drinking red wine, he also bought a number of white shirts & found a fabulous velvet smoking jacket in an op-shop. When it was suggested that he might actually do some writing, he became incensed and killed a popular television soap-opera (although he has always claimed this was self-defence)

The early '80's saw him flying frequently between New Zealand and Australia and clocking up some 763 lunches with a small roster of producers. Several film scripts were produced, and there was a television comedy series called "Bugger Off We Don't Like You and We Don't Want You To Watch". It is still unclear how, if at all, these events were connected.

Notorious by this time as a colourful Melbourne writing identity, Mr Browett made several unsuccessful attempts to become Lord Mayor before leaving Melbourne in the late '80's to take up a hereditary seat in the British House of Lords. This surprised many of us as the seat belonged to someone else.

He claims to have been instrumental in getting Turkey admitted to the Eurovision song quest before spending much of the '90's travelling  the north-eastern provinces of  China, becoming famous as a driving- instructor and motivational speaker. More recently he has spent almost four years serving the government of British Honduras as Minister for Dodgy Cockney accents, before returning to Australia to claim his position as rightful heir to his family's punctuation empire.

He strenuously denies claims he has been involved in destabilizing elected governments in Central America, but admits he once rigged an election of the NZ Writers Guild (Southern Branch) because he was sick of taking minutes at the monthly meetings.

He is currently in a twelve-step programme for people addicted to referring to themselves in the third person.

(NB; Should you be thinking that you would like to offer Mr Browett an obscene amount of money to write a film or a television series for you, but are concerned h
e might be offended, don't be. He won't. He may be contacted at funnycomedyjokes@gmail.com )

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