Brian the Wise: "Hark! John the Mysterious! Art Thou coming on tour with Us?"

John the Mysterious: "Nay."

And John the Mysterious went hitherto thusly unto the mountains and did meditate and did discusseth many things with Ghandi over a fine curry.

"Lo! Curry doth maketh Thee to fart" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"Yea, though it doth!" sayeth Ghandi and they did fart much.

"Lo! Doth thou haveth a dead camel up thine arse?" John the Mysterious asketh of Ghandi.

"Nay!" sayeth Ghandi

"Oh, right then." sayeth John the Mysterious

"Art Thou touring?" asketh Ghandi.

"Nay" sayeth John the Mysterious

"Whyforeth not?" asketh Ghandi

"Behold! Older brethen shouldst yield with grace what willst surely be taken from them by force if they do-eth not read the signs of the times" sayeth John the Mysterious.

Ghandi thought for a moment and sayeth unto Him "Thou art wise"

"Yea! Knoweth not why Thee got stuck with the nameth of Mysterious!" sayeth John the Mysterious.

Ghandi thought for another moment and sayeth unto Him "Thou art mysterious as well"

And so it wert.