varian graves ; desire (capricieux) wrote in musings, @ 2010-08-28 00:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | catwoman, desire, han solo, kermit the frog, pam, sherlock holmes |
So I say to my manager, "Don't book me in one of these bumfuck little nowhere towns again sweetheart, or I'll pull your eyes out of your head with my nails." And he says, "Get the fuck over yourself V, it's just a show in bumfuck nowhere." And I kindly inform him that if the place doesn't have anything resembling civilization or coffee shops or nightclubs, I'm simply not interested. But he schedules us in bumfuck, nowhere anyway, and we kill, of course, because what else is there to do aside from coming to see us play the devil's music? Count corn in the fields? Stare lustfully at one's sister? Please.
My point being, the manager might be right in the sense that they like us, but not in the sense that bumfuck, nowhere is a place I want to be. Is that so difficult to understand? The fans do get cute though, like gleeful little puppies. I sort of love that.
Where was I going with this? Ah, yes.
Sweets, you can call me V. Treat me kingly and don't be unkind and we shan't have problems.