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Hack wrote this book after attending the lounge act of Pat Collins, “the hip hypnotist.” Hack was impressed when Ms. Collins hypnotized him into thinking he was a chicken; to the point that after the show he had an unusually large bowel movement and sat on it for several days, expecting it to hatch.
Hack was devastated at the news of the death of Marilyn Monroe and refused to believe it, insisting that she had chose to leave the high stress world of movie stardom to follow her true calling as a sex slave in a sheik’s harem. This book got enough people to believe the ridiculous theory that he occasionally appears on crackpot radio shows asserting that she is alive and well and still servicing the amir’s son in her mid-90’s, “and doing a damned fine job of it.”