fucking musos…

By tdf, October 29, 2011

Jess and I go back a long way…She is already familiar with my wierdness, and seems not just okay with it, but often, to enjoy it. Ever since the first time we met, and she made the fatal mistake of asking me ‘hows it going’ and I responded…something along the lines of…
‘well…a close mate from the motherland has moved in. the fucker turned up with 20 gold nuggets in his pocket and a big goofy smile on his face…now this man can kill…has killed…for a living…so i must be careful with him…know what i mean???…perhaps not, but nevermind…back to the story…he is driving me fucking insane…not one moment of peace he affords me…constant singing…constant impressions of characters from TV series which i find atrocious…i meet his attempts at humour, with a straight face, turning away, only when i am sure he has noted my lack of joy at his efforts to colour the air pretty…i am fond of him, but truly, i need this vodka, which i do not see as an admission of a serious drinking problem, moreover, its a gesture of kindness on my part for if i remain stone sober under such a constant barrage of bothersome efforts to…to…i dont know his aim…but sober, i will be harsh…drunk, i can perhaps at least fall over, then pass out whilst laughing at myself…’
her only response was…’do you want a receipt’. Clearly, I was IN.
‘well…nice talking to you…enjoy your night, my dear’
yes…i felt it instantly and strongly. our soul roots are clearly entangled under the topsoil…
this evening she seemed actually keen to know me more, despite my serious apology for addressing her with such a rude tone…she reacted to my story with glee…
‘i am in a foul mood, jess…no use for anyone wishing for an easy ride’
‘so why are you foul???’
‘fucking Musos…fucking musos…i will end them all’
‘ahhhh…a woman! do you want big jess to beat them up for you?’
now frowning…’well…i had not yet considered it…but fuck it…why the hell not…you meet anyone who calls themselves a muso, gouge out their eyes, do me proud…enjoy your evening’….
she laughed, smiled her pretty eyes at me, i thought of stripping, showing her that i mean business…but decided against it…