One of the E-mails is about a highly top secret expedition to the foothills of the Himalayas, where Pep and Khaldoon set up base camp.
10th of May, in the year of our lord, Kinkladze 2022
'We, the intrepid explorers of the city of men, have left our tents in the dead of night after we heard a terrible—Yet real mancunian—cry upon the wind...
'F********king Raaaaaags'... which blew bitingly upon the breeze.
After a long and arduous hike, we were attacked in a remote canyon known as the Hā lands, where we had spotted our prize, the elusive—and difficult to transfer legally—abominable Taār-getman.
I pleaded with 'His Excellency Khaldoon Khalifa Al Mubarak'(affectionately known to myself as Swizz Khalifa) to 'take the shot'. Tragically, the resulting blast felled the beast, which tumbled gracefully, and naturally into a box—the dimensions of which were drawn to league specifications of 6 yards.
Upon seeing the great Yeti, my head began to shed it's luscious locks of golden hair.
I then vowed that my loss would not be in vain, and after shaving the great beast, the sacrificed strands we glued onto it's great, deformed head.
We finally had our prize, which Swizz nicknamed Pepling—after 'the man who had tamed the flair from the beast'.
Unfortunately, the simple-minded folk back in the lands of the east could barely pronounce this with their malformed speech organs, so he was known to them...as Erling.
-Josep Juan Juan cinco Guardiola