I can say I didn't have any issue with the reading, it all seemed perfectly clear. Having my mind trying to put bacon and bosoms and Alasdair together into a coherent thought was a might bit trying, while listening to the beginning of this story I ended up pausing for a moment.
To me this story is like how when a person is drunk in a group of drunk people the adventure, no matter how asnine, could be fun, but to the sober person in the group, its rarely, if ever, fun. I can sort of see peoples interest in the alien view of earth, but he didn't seem particularly alien. I think the same opinion often arises from a small town person going to a big city, "so many, too many people, so crowded". I would also go as far as saying that when " the midget hunchback tuktuk driver", the robot, the moon worm, and the jacked-man walk into a bar, the joke/conceit is trying a bit hard.
Booting: Scientific Minutia
In an effort to fulfill the demand for arguments over scientific minutia I present the following; if the amount of ports on the narrators body was a response for bandwidth over different types of stimuli, as the interweb dealer suggests by saying the bandwidth is poor so don't bother it makes little sense to position them all over the body, running them up and down the back so as to ensure a close connection to the spinal cord would be far more efficient and likely less damaging to the entire nerve structure.