So I’m temporarily employed once again, but this time I’ve found a new niche.
And I thought I was weird…
I still think you are, if that means anything.
It means everything.
Well, at least when the unemployment rate ticks down slightly in next months reports, we’ll all know whom to thank.
So, do you get dental with that gig?
No dental, no 401K, no vacations. Just lots of knob-gobbling.
Sounds like my butterface sister all through high school.
I just want to know why you’re wearing a shirt that makes it look like your breasts have eyebrows.
And if that’s a Royals cap, they haven’t been the same since George Brett retired.
(If you are in fact working in front of the cameras, be safe and have fun.)
(If not, then be safe and have fun.)
What a terrible thing to say–I’ll have you know that I’m very proud of my breast-brows. I keep them trimmed just so!
I agree with you vis-a-vis the Royals and Mr. Brett. I’ve actually been to a Royals-Yankees game at Kauffman Stadium in KC. But it’s actually a Tacoma Rainiers (AAA club for the Mariners) cap.
I kept wondering if he was wearing a shirt emblazoned with the face of Grimace. Those look like Grimace’s eyebrows.
They do, don’t they? However, they are the eyebrows of that tasty and terrifying home-invading soft-drink given hideous life, Kool-Aid Man.
Oh, really, truly? I’m not laughing. But, I’m still wondering.
Truly. But wondering is dangerous. It was a sense of curiosity that got me into this mess in the first place!
Ahem…I HAVE been wondering where you’ve been lately…
And now you know! chicka-BOOM-BOOM-chicka-chicka-BOOM!
Smaktakula, starring in… Smack-tacular!!!!
See, that would be great. But no, the actual titles are pretty embarrassing.
I’m happy for you, man. An acting gig is an acting gig, am I right?
Thanks, and you’re right. They’re short, easy to do, and relatively undemanding. I use a fake name, of course. I’ve got a pretty good one.
I’m not a jerk. You’re not a jerk. The economy’s the jerk (or, jerk-off).
Well, I’ll second that. However, I should say that my recent vocational choice was prompted as much by by curiosity and the challenge of the work than by financial concerns. Having said that, I do hope it proves lucrative.
I’m not cool enough to get this but I hope to hell you’re kidding. (Ignore the same anonymous comment). Argh! Sound of frustration not a porn sound. Ew
Argh! wouldn’t be a very pleasant porn sound I think.
No, I’m not kidding, but we both know you’re plenty cool. I think you know what I do professionally, yes? Well, now I’ve added gay porn to my resume.
Yeah, but you’re pro’ly just the understudy, so you still don’t *really* have the cred.
Well, the credit won’t be under my given name, that’s for sure, but I AM the talent.
Wait a minnit, you mean you chose your porn name without giving your readers a vote? Unfair.
I went with–and this is the truth–my ACTUAL porn name (i.e., middle name & Street I grew up on–there is also the middle name/childhood pet variant, which was also good, but I chose the former).
rock on Porn Star :0)
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