How is this not the top fucking comment??
How is this not the top fucking comment??
Such a great show!
It’s all in the wrist.
Jessica Fletcher would figure it out when she dressed up as a drunk to tail her niece. She’d sing a bit of shanty, kiss you on the forehead, and encourage you to be yourself. You were once her student, and she always knew from your writing that you were a kind soul and a wicked plot weaver.
Thanks, shelving guy! That makes sense.
Lesbians ARE mighty fine!
You just can’t help but be judgmental, can you. Points because you’re right: everyone but you enjoyed thread OP. And maybe you did too, but you chose to basically shit on OP because of the Goth equivalent of “no true Scotsman.” Not seeing anyone laughing with you here, just around you.
I’m sorry, did you say 84 bricks? Could’ve sworn they found 83…
What are you trying to communicate? Have you made the there/their/they’re mistake?
Edit: not thread op
Neither does OP of this thread, and yet you judged him. Hypocrite.
I’ve now tagged you as the Goth Gatekeeper. I’d love to see your credentials.
Your piece is evocative of Picasso, but in a possibly more female-positive way. I really like it, too. Post more!
Exactly what period do you think this writing is attempting to mimic?
Sometimes I give myself the creeps.
I mean, I thought so! I’ve been waiting a long time and just thought I might ask around.
This is why we need to make this happen! I can sub mit a few scripts myself to start really establishing the world, but I want to hear what other people have imagined this might be.
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
He kind of looks like Tom Hanks??
Good. Thanks for letting me know!