Give Death a Chance
“(I assumed was the middle of the night, but, if you’ll recall, I don’t have a watch or an iPhone, thus I never have a true sense of time.) Without preamble or apology, John said, “So tell me about this Madonna cunt, then.”
Once I regained some semblance of my faculties, I said, “John, she’s been in the public’s consciousness since, like, 1981. You can’t tell me that you’re so wrapped up in your weird Zombie shit that you don’t know about Madonna.”
“I’ve been busy,” he said.
“Doing what?”
“Don’t... worry about it. Just shut your gob, and tell me what the cunt is about.”
“How can I tell you what the cunt is about if my gob is shut.” He gave me the look that was generally a precursor to a beating, so I sat up and said, “Okay, remember when we were talking about Lady Gaga a few weeks ago?”
“Right, that one,” he said, rolling his eyes.
“Yeah. That one. Basically Gaga is a Madonna wannabe.”
“So this Madonna cunt bares her bristols to sell records?”MoreLess
Once I regained some semblance of my faculties, I said, “John, she’s been in the public’s consciousness since, like, 1981. You can’t tell me that you’re so wrapped up in your weird Zombie shit that you don’t know about Madonna.”
“I’ve been busy,” he said.
“Doing what?”
“Don’t... worry about it. Just shut your gob, and tell me what the cunt is about.”
“How can I tell you what the cunt is about if my gob is shut.” He gave me the look that was generally a precursor to a beating, so I sat up and said, “Okay, remember when we were talking about Lady Gaga a few weeks ago?”
“Right, that one,” he said, rolling his eyes.
“Yeah. That one. Basically Gaga is a Madonna wannabe.”
“So this Madonna cunt bares her bristols to sell records?”MoreLess
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