For lovers of absurd, dark, and especially British humor, the name Henry Pilk is already well-known. This volume introduces a classic of nonsense literature to a broad literary audience. Henry Pilk, a drinker of the caliber of Brendan Behan and a passionate Irish patriot, would never have written this book. In one of his rare written communications to a publisher, Pilk comments on his authorship: "To be honest, I don't care whether I appear in your book or not. But Ken Campbell insists that I finally respond, and since this idiot supplied me with half a bottle of Johnnie Walker and is willing to write down any nonsense I come up with... I haven't written anything anyway; Ken Campbell wrote it all. That's not true! I wrote it, I did.".