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Being remembered for something is a mixed blessing.
Like putting on the best Hamlet in the last sixty years and being remembered for going nuts during the production.
My old lady slept with my gay best friend and director. I saw her across the stage and forgot all my lines. It all went sort of downhill from there.
Now if I so much as crash a party and start a swordfight I end up seeing the shrink.
Now if I so much as crash a party and start a swordfight I end up seeing the shrink.
Right? He did it to get back at me.
Actually come to think of it I'm not sure what that means.
Actually come to think of it I'm not sure what that means.
Yeah well after that we didn't talk. Then I got arrested for chaining myself to a theater, and he called me up to tell me I was an asshole, or something.
Never did find out what, since he took a nap in the road and got hit by a pig truck.
Never did find out what, since he took a nap in the road and got hit by a pig truck.
Funny I would just call it a really good cautionary tale regarding the dangers of becoming an old alcoholic.
I guess. It's also creepy. Then they sort of gave me his job.
Man, you'd have loved his funeral, I get tears in my eyes just thinking about it.
Man, you'd have loved his funeral, I get tears in my eyes just thinking about it.
Well first, it was on stage. Lights, curtains, scenery, a whole bunch of people who didn't really know him talking about him when all they were really doing was having a big group wank. And then we had this great minister, the only one who would do a funeral on stage, came on and told us how homosexuality was a sin and broke into a roaring tirade about how actors were the worst degenerates. It was fantastic. Rains of fire and brimstone!!! Brilliant. I'll remember it fondly until the day I die.
Edited 2014-09-30 15:18 (UTC)
It was. A magnificent fuck up. I want the same guy at mine.
They had to pull the fire alarm.
They had to pull the fire alarm.
Oh yes. When there's nobody hurt by it absolutely yes. Of course these things do come back around.
I thank you. I don't know, maybe moving to the Arctic circle with a hot Mountie would be a good move for me.
Make sure I'm suitable. Oh, I see. You make it sound now like it'd be a sure thing that he's into me.
Well that's definitely buddies, but still, if you don't think I can crack your Mountie in five seconds flat you're misunderstanding the sheer sexual magnetism of Shakespeare. And me.
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