Saturday, 30 May 2009

"Paid for by God and Doctors."



A joke? Amazingly, no! These people are actually terrified of a 'storm of married gay people'.

This one's definitely a parody though:



- Christa, not entirely convinced the first one's not actually a joke.

p.s Gay marriage should be legal so Grace and Shane can get married. Seriously.

Listening to: Baby Driver - Simon & Garfunkel

Monday, 25 May 2009

Debbie and the Whore


Debbie, our protagonist, arrives home to find her husband, Angus in a compromising position with Cynthia (“The Town Whore”). Realising her husband’s infidelity, Debbie vows to escape this outrageous nightmare which, through the ineptitude of men, has become her life. Her beloved children - Angus Jr., Fannie and Jesus - beg for her to stay, but she knew she would soon die in such a place. On her travels she met the vivacious, compassionate and Herculean Wang Chung, who, despite his charm and appeal, was in truth, a merciless Drug Lord. After a night of heated passion (of an unspecified nature) in which two souls finally became one, Wang decided to treat Debbie to a night on the town. For this occasion a more sophisticated attire was required, so Wang bestowed upon his love a sequined gown in place of Debbie’s old, red dress - the final reminder of the betrayal of her previous life. Upon seeing his beloved staring forlornly at the tattered remains of her past, Wang - with best intentions at heart - slipped a dose of hallucinogens into Debbie’s goblet of red, red wine.

The drugs were quick.

Debbie’s mind was powerfully spun, and from this surfaced painful memories. Memories of the night which she had tried so hard to forget; the night in which she had committed the most sinful of all deeds.

It was a dark, stormy night. Debbie stood in the doorway, a silhouette against the lightning. Dripping with cold rain and seething with fiery rage, Debbie glared lethal daggers at the sight of Cynthia sleeping in her marital bed.
Work in progress by Aidan Masters, Christine Schwugier and Grace Sharkey.
- Ardy got shampoo in her eye.
Listening to: Maybe I will - Julia Nunes