Wednesday, March 23, 2011

a brief snapshot of something that happened just a moment ago


interior
evening
sarah and lisa’s flat: chatau du victory gin

lisa: drink this
jo: what’s this

jo holds up perfume bottle, confused

lisa: it’s perfume
jo: why would i drink this?
lisa: just to see
sarah: to see like
jo: what would i get if i drank it?
lisa: a shot of fat frog
jo: but i bought the fat frog
lisa: that’s not the point

sarah and lisa continue previous conversation about how awful fat frog is
jo silently puts the perfume bottle in his mouth and squirts it

sarah and lisa notice and applaud

jo pales slightly and blows at lisa

lisa:  that’s the most beautiful thing i ever smelled
jo: yeah but my mouth is burning

jo leaves and goes to bathroom to drink water
vomiting noises ensue

sarah and lisa laugh silently
jo reappears with a swagger

jo: it’s grand i drank a load of toilet duck on my 18th birthday

THIS IS MY LIFE NOW
I WANTED TO GO HOME TO BED BUT INSTEAD
THIS IS MY LIFE NOW
THIS IS MY LIFE


EDIT:

half an hour later a conversation about poetry quickly turns to us listening to tupac
HE'S A POET


party on

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