19 October 2008

Victorian slums

One act play:


C & A: lying on the bed surfing channels

A: Negroni?

V: Rude not to

A: Yah. Let me tell you about my weekend.

V: Go on then

A: rgnreoangrosgnriongriognriognriosngrio!

V: Totally understand

A: I HATE women

V: Uh huh.....

A: Not you, natch

Both stare into the distance

V: Do you think our friendship is dead?

A: Yep

V: Fag?

A: Yeh, but the unborn child

V: Oh yeah

Several hours and a hundred camel lights later. Watch Tina Fey/Sarah Palin/Gossip Girl.

T calls

Lady V falls off bed. Smashes glasses.

V: Yes. Yes. Am a little mouse. Chat. Don’t mind me. Shhhhh....

Peace reigns.

A: Coming sternly back into room. Lady V listening to Prince in discreet manner on ipod

V: Little Red Corvette?

A: We are going to the gym tomorrow. And stopping smoking. I hate you.

V: Moi non plus

1 Comments:

Blogger Tom said...

Oh dear. Was reading the other day about catfish aquaculture, as one does. Apparently the Asian catfish (or "tla" as it is known in Vietnam) can survive at extremely high densities, allowing cultivators to stuff them into ponds gill to fin. The American catfish, on the other hand, needs much more space in order to live and is thus more expensive to raise. The point: you are not tla.

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