Monday, September 27, 2004
A Little Help
Mullah Billdoug walked backstage at the event. “Mr. Moore?” he asked.
“Yes?” The large man turned around. “Ahhh, a Sufi. Good. I need some help.”
“That’s why I’ve come. Sorry I’m late. I was, er, tied up.”
"So you're going on the road?"
"Right, and I need a sufi who can keep his mouth shut."
