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Is there some post-modern thing at work here where i need to read this twice in a row? call me a smart-arse…
I think i need to see I was a Wife, have a feeling i could relate, of course on your end that sounded like a fantastic night out… (was once tossed out of a Redd Foxx show, the comedian from the from telly show Sanford and Son, for heckling, i was in Vegas and drinking triple shots of Jack Daniels, i was also 17)
And the fact that you went from an interview at a bakery to sucking off blokes down at Preston Station to wanking dogs (gloved no less), somehow redeems my faith in humanity in the best way possible, brilliant my good man…
Oh dear… sorry kono and everyone – I’m still getting to grips with this rebuilt site. I didn’t mean to force it on you twice! Yes, I Was a Wife is a show men can relate to too. There’s a good bit where there’s just this long, almost rapping parataxis of complaints about the thousand and one ways in which you can be not good enough. Men can feel harangued like that too.
You seem to have a knack of getting thrown out of places :) Wendy managed – just – to rein it in on the night. But she’s a witty lass and I like her gutter humour.
Don’t worry about the content. More Wendy is welcomed. You write yearning better than anyone.
Thank you! I hope, one day, I might not have to write it.
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