Jasper J Jigglebottom

Jasper J. Jigglebottom was stuck in the sixties, and proud of the fact. He was on a movie set, admired by many for he could certainly act. His job was to be available to stand in until the director yelled “take”. The placement actor who stood in Bogey’s place when he needed a break. He was dressed in the same dapper suit, a double breasted, jazzy plaid suit. He smoked the same brand cigar, and wore the same wing tips to boot. Jasper J. Jigglebottom was admired by those who could not do what he did. A grown man but he had the keen wit and wildness of Bogart’s own kid. How are those ear’s hanging? He looked up and saw Miss Lauren Bacall. She was the most sensuous, sexy, woman of the sixties; a heavenly doll. He nearly spit out his cigar, he was so gobsmacked by her beauty. Let’s not lose it, the director admonished, reminding him of his duty. So he tried to ignore her skin, her eyes, her hair, and her walk. He knew he was practically in love, especially with her wiggly walk. She’s something huh? Humphey Bogart said as exchanged places with him. Jasper could not reply, but he had saliva precariously hanging off of his chin.