Three posts this week. Thai weeks Monday movie review, a little piece to camera about the “theft” of my short film and finally a little bathroom Monologue – the Merchant of Venice.
Originally from 30.04.15 – Sketches of an idea I have you know I am a very attractive man. Parhaps a little on the fugly side now but back in the day. Why are you looking at me like that? The gays love me. Its true. They’ve invited me on a number of occasions to join their club but I had to decline. Too much hugging…and Abba…I hate Abba. Besides with me there can only ever be one cock in the room -and […]
Overheard. Probably incorrectly. “She was fat and cheap and not in a good way. She wore Bozo the clown make up upon the grumpy face of a bi-polar flesh monkey.” “Like she had done her face in a series of increasingly more distorted carnie hall mirrors with a poundland Mr Man paint brush and a blunt sharpie for eyebrows whilst pissed on tennents and half a gram of wiz”. “Orange was her favourite colour judging by the colour of her skin”
Often I can be heard muttering to myself. Many attempts were made to beat it out of me, but it only gave […]