Here we go again. You know how this goes. I write a quote, you either continue it or use it to inspire you to write something else in the comments. Make sense!? Let’s go.
“I don’t know why I keep hoping you’ll grow out of this thing.”
“I don’t know why I keep hoping you’ll grow out of this thing," carefully volleys Manuel after Shenae stands and shimmies back into her overpriced, overly tight coochie pink dress.
She spins right quickly, then advances in his direction.
Instinct suggests a need to tower, but his feet swollen from touring New York like the rookie he isn't, and the three shots of cognac he ordered during dinner beckon otherwise.
In turn, he wrinkles his beak-like nose to convey mild annoyance, blinks wildly, and then uses the back of his sandpaper-slick palms to scrap what he mistakenly assumes is reality back into his bloodshot eyeballs.
"You know what... you are one ignorant ass," begins Shenae after her left-hand slams onto her hip and the pointer finger of her right-hand jabs two inches too closely to Manuel's nose, shiny from alcohol-induced sweat.
Fear or reflex forces Manuel's eyebrows to knit into a question mark, while his mouth slides down like an ancient drawbridge in dire need of maintenance. He sniffs the air, heavily scented with a liquor store candle inappropriately titled "Pussy's Delight" but does not utter a mumbling word.
Shenae's eyelids ease downward, pinpointing her heavily lined eyes and making them appear demonic at best She presses her lips into a thin, fushia-tinted line, and raises her diamond-studded open right hand like the Queen on parade.
"Shenae, baby... I was," begins Manual before what he assumes is thunder echoes across the space and a trail of stars jettisons the circumference of his neatly shorn head.
"Polygymy your ass, you dumb bastard," shouts Shenae when she struts across the threshold and just before the door latch clicks shut.
I am not your average guy, come on, you should know that by now. I do choreography and dancing and I love studying and speaking Asian languages. As I said, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time when that armed robbery happened. Lucky for me there was a couple that were taking a selfie, when I walked out of Joe's pizza's. It took a long time to be acquitted of any gang involvement. I feel it know, the tide has turned with opportunity for more Theater work. I have many irons in the fire. I can make it happen now, can't you see it Babe ? I am heading in the right direction, we both are, so there is nothing to worry about. Lets go have some sushi, what do you say ?
I can guess Kern? you are dancer or liked dancing too ?
or maybe you danced around the court, weaving and evading the defense when you lobbed in those magnificent long range 3 pointers .... and raised the eyes of talent scouts ?
Nope .... I have no idea ....LOL
However, I do remember watching, an old B/W film ( 1950's ?) on TV one night, when I couldn't sleep but was fascinated with the Title: Legs Diamond - I thought it was a brilliant movie !; a smooth talking and dancing criminal who loved relieving diamonds from upmarket stores ... LOL
I don’t know why I keep hoping you’ll grow out of this thing.”you tell me that you don't feel anything, you tell me that you never felt involved, that you only got irritated because you felt made fun of. Yet you keep talking about it. I really believe that you need to look inside yourself and understand what you felt and what you still feel for him, stopping deceiving me and above all yourself.
“I don’t know why I keep hoping you’ll grow out of this thing," carefully volleys Manuel after Shenae stands and shimmies back into her overpriced, overly tight coochie pink dress.
She spins right quickly, then advances in his direction.
Instinct suggests a need to tower, but his feet swollen from touring New York like the rookie he isn't, and the three shots of cognac he ordered during dinner beckon otherwise.
In turn, he wrinkles his beak-like nose to convey mild annoyance, blinks wildly, and then uses the back of his sandpaper-slick palms to scrap what he mistakenly assumes is reality back into his bloodshot eyeballs.
"You know what... you are one ignorant ass," begins Shenae after her left-hand slams onto her hip and the pointer finger of her right-hand jabs two inches too closely to Manuel's nose, shiny from alcohol-induced sweat.
Fear or reflex forces Manuel's eyebrows to knit into a question mark, while his mouth slides down like an ancient drawbridge in dire need of maintenance. He sniffs the air, heavily scented with a liquor store candle inappropriately titled "Pussy's Delight" but does not utter a mumbling word.
Shenae's eyelids ease downward, pinpointing her heavily lined eyes and making them appear demonic at best She presses her lips into a thin, fushia-tinted line, and raises her diamond-studded open right hand like the Queen on parade.
"Shenae, baby... I was," begins Manual before what he assumes is thunder echoes across the space and a trail of stars jettisons the circumference of his neatly shorn head.
"Polygymy your ass, you dumb bastard," shouts Shenae when she struts across the threshold and just before the door latch clicks shut.
"Fear or reflex forces Manuel's eyebrows to knit into a question mark." This line is so dope!
Is it a McDonald’s line?
Ha! You're too much, C.
😉
Love this one. Shimmies into the dress is a great line.
Thank you!
I am not your average guy, come on, you should know that by now. I do choreography and dancing and I love studying and speaking Asian languages. As I said, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time when that armed robbery happened. Lucky for me there was a couple that were taking a selfie, when I walked out of Joe's pizza's. It took a long time to be acquitted of any gang involvement. I feel it know, the tide has turned with opportunity for more Theater work. I have many irons in the fire. I can make it happen now, can't you see it Babe ? I am heading in the right direction, we both are, so there is nothing to worry about. Lets go have some sushi, what do you say ?
Why did the choreography and dancing part make me laugh!!??
I can guess Kern? you are dancer or liked dancing too ?
or maybe you danced around the court, weaving and evading the defense when you lobbed in those magnificent long range 3 pointers .... and raised the eyes of talent scouts ?
Nope .... I have no idea ....LOL
However, I do remember watching, an old B/W film ( 1950's ?) on TV one night, when I couldn't sleep but was fascinated with the Title: Legs Diamond - I thought it was a brilliant movie !; a smooth talking and dancing criminal who loved relieving diamonds from upmarket stores ... LOL
The dancing on the court part is accurate. Takes me back to my college basketball days! (Go Bonas!!!)
I’m still growing!
Aren't we all!
So it’s mire than a sentence now? I hate it when I miss the brief.
One of my favorite movies.
I don’t know why I keep hoping you’ll grow out of this thing.”you tell me that you don't feel anything, you tell me that you never felt involved, that you only got irritated because you felt made fun of. Yet you keep talking about it. I really believe that you need to look inside yourself and understand what you felt and what you still feel for him, stopping deceiving me and above all yourself.