The Jamon Celeste

The fall of a Bender Squad member is a sad thing, and over the years there have been a few casualties claimed by the nefarious M.R.S., but none has been quite as spectacular, or lamented, as the former high ranking member that was Jamon. The inaugural recipient of the prestigious Maillot Jaune, he was expected to retain a high profile as one of the pioneering members throughout the rest of his life. But a few years ago he disappeared. Yes there are glimpses of the shadow he has become every other Wednesday down the Wood, but no one has seen or heard from him outside this sanctuary for years (apart from once when Aki dragged him out). I am often asked what he is doing, to which I shrug, and stare off into the distance, remembering times gone past. But the ever eagle eyed McMercenary has spotted him. Perusing the local newspaper, he happened across this photograph, taken at a local hospice for the elderly;

If you look at the back you will make out a fruity character, sucking in his cheeks to make his face look slimmer. Pity the double chin ruins the effect. So it would appear jamon has moved on from rent boys, and acquired a penchant for the more mature lady. I hope Crepo has kept that copy of 60 up for him.

Speaking of which, the photo of McCrespo, sporting a full kilt and sporran ensemble, is some where out there on the old interweb. A cold frosty pint of lager is the reward for anybody who can unearh this hidden gem.