OT Jim,
Hey, how you know about that Sumo thing? Eh? Can't get a good fish stew here unless you hang with Jesse, or Musashimaru, or the Big Man or the Yokozuna. With a big apron of fat hanging in front of my genitals (it don't have to hang very far), a Gore-Tex* lined mawashi, and an extra gross bananas or so I am as good a sumitori as any man here. Outweigh 'em a little, but savvy and very quick. And besides, I've already got heart disease, diabetes, kidney disease, parkinson, and several other diseases I do not care to own up to. Sumo can't make me any worse. I really hate to see those guys kill themselves. They should retire and let me take their place.
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I like to keep the reporters and stalkers off my track. Thanks for the jazz.
Hugh
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