Have Ripperologists Been Polled As To Who They Think Jack Really Was?

[Simon Wood]

Hi Lynn,

I gave up playing poker with The Leper of St. Giles.

He kept throwing his hand in.

Regards,

Simon

[lynn cates]

simple

Hello Simon. Cute.

What always impressed me about the good fictionalised Benedictine is that his observations were all simple. He always ran through each murder sequence in his mind, then everything flowed naturally.

Eventually, the same will happen with "Jack."

Cheers.
LC

[Simon Wood]

Hi Lynn,

Precisely.

Regards,

Simon

[The Grave Maurice]

He kept throwing his hand in.

Excellent. First time I've laughed today. Thanks.

[Simon Wood]

Hi Ken,

I could be ploughing a redundant Yuletide furrow here, but when I asked The Leper of St. Giles for a large whisky he gave me three fingers.

Regards,

Simon

[Monty]

Sung to the tune of 'Yesterday' by The Beatles.

Leprosy, I'm just half the man I use to be,
Things keep dropping off of me....CLUNK,
Oh bloody hell there goes my knee,

Now I could continue but the next line continues with...

..Syphils, how the hell am I going to tell the Mussus about this..

....And finishes with Gonnereah.

Merry Christmas all.

Monty