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- Path: sparky!uunet!canetoad!annie
- From: annie@canetoad.UUCP (Annie)
- Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
- Subject: Blondes Always Get Asked Directions in New York
- Distribution: world
- Message-ID: <annie.02xa@canetoad.UUCP>
- Date: 28 Aug 92 20:09:47 EDT
- Organization: The Satellite of Love
- Lines: 31
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- I was thinking; dye my hair black maybe.
-
- Outta towners always coming up and asking, Where's this? Where's that?
- Like I got a road map printed 'cross my tits. Blonde hair. I yank a piece
- and drop it.
-
- I go the steps. Subway's smelling. Hot. Wet horse breath down a rat hole.
- Tin box full of flesh rolls up, gapes at me. I push in, hang off a steel
- bar. See a woman I know. We get to talking, and I'm yakking off about
- this shit I write. Telling her what I think; thinkin, what the hell.
-
- She turns on me and says, You're *not* a feminist? And she's got that
- wild high look on her face that nobody, just nobody, gets through.
- Kinda like her make-up. Then she digs in a heel and spins off out the
- door, dimple fucking buddy buddy wink on her face. She's thinkin, Sure
- bitch, you ain't seen nothing, you're just another one of them middle
- class liberal arts babes talking intellectual shit.
-
- Got WOMAN HATER drippin off her steel toed boots. What the hell. Like
- this is a Current Affair? Ain't never *met* a woman that liked another
- woman. I never did like women neither. Til I figured out I was one.
- Then figured out I wasn't one all over again. Still, don't make it
- any easier to eat that damn wink. But I ain't mad, see. I ain't mad, I
- ain't nothing much at all, I'm not. I'm just hanging off a steel bar.
-
- --
- "In this family, if you want to look inside yourself,
- you get a friggin X-ray!" --Kids in the Hall
-
- ...uunet!canetoad!annie canetoad!annie@uunet.uu.net
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