Oith is a goosin’ huge place and it’s overflowing with all sorts of interesting jazz, snazz, and zazz (most of which probably wants to eat you). Gadabouts like you wander the glob perusing the various whatnots and recording their observations for posterior. I mean posterity.
Anyway, all that perusal means these peeps generally have a lot to say. Many of them plop their crud into books, such as The Whole Hole – A Gadabout’s Guide to Mutha Oith – Volume 1: Keister Island (by Toucanacondor Flaminguez) and the upcoming The Whole Hole – A Gadabout’s Guide to Mutha Oith – Volume 2: Holy Crap (by Credulous Shmeckle). Others are content to babble over mugs of suds or spout the gab from street corners and rooftops and such. Peeps around here, however, want that jazz written down and readily available for public consumption (like your momma, BURN!).
That’s where the Suppository of Knowledge enters the scene. Not only is it the digs from which those lovely tomes we just mentioned are pressed, it’s also the place to be for gadabouts on the mellow. Located in the Mongerblocks of Floom, downwind from the Keistermeister’s Palace and the snooty juice of the Bucket Turf, it’s a jaunt and a wiggle from both The Place of Pondering and The Froth, which puts it pretty much in the spleen of the burg (or the heart, if you wax that way).
Anyway, the Suppository is basically a sort of secret (in that it’s only a little bit secret) library, social club, reliquary, museum, and all-you-can-eat cupcake buffet (every Wensday). To get in you have to be an official Whole Hole gadabout. To become one of those you pretty much just have to have another official Whole Hole gadabout say you’re one too.
Once those formalities are squished it’s time to peruse the digs. Gadabouts are encouraged to learn from the experiences of their peers and to share the wonders they’ve encountered throughout their travels across this majestic and hideous ball of yuck we call home.