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louisev:
ENNIS:

((Enjoying the cigarette almost as much as he just enjoyed Jack...))



Whoo wee... Jesus H.... doin it with women just ain't the same....

alec716:

As the strange cosmic bubble falls to earth, it looks down and sees...



If only either JACK or ENNIS would disentangle limbs from the other's and look out the window of their room, said sheep herder would be surprised to see a solitary figure standing outside...



who upon closer inspection just may be



JACK'S FATHER, who wunders whut the hell his son's pickup truck is doing parked here.

Ellemeno:
UNCLE HAROLD



((Sighs))

%% This old hotel might look delapidated to some fancy Norwegian with superlative English skills, but to me, it brings up my best memories - jouncin' with my darlin' so long, long ago %%

My darlin after tusslin together up on Brokeback in August snow

Ellemeno:
UNCLE HAROLD

%% I've got more reveries comn' %%

My darlin' the first time I saw him, dressed up so fine, in The Last Picture Show by Larry McMurtry.  We were young men then , with all of it before us...



But he always did have that hot temper

saucycobblers:

--- Quote from: alec716 on October 21, 2006, 09:48:48 pm ---TERRY CLOTH:

** I doubt there's no warsh we can do now.  What I'm sayin, JBB, I ironed out a life in those years.  Love my little fledglings.  OWLMA?  It ain't her fault.  You got your baby and bunny, that airport in Chicago.  You and me can't hardly be decent together if what happened back there --

(( TERRY CLOTH jerks his head in the direction of the PenteCostCo.  ))

TERRY CLOTH:

** grabs on your cap and my warp like that.  We do that in the wrong aisle we'll be dead.  There's no sale tag on this one.  It scares the suds out a me.  **
--- End quote ---

JBB:

**Got to tell you, TERRY, maybe the HIGH PRIESTESS seen us that summer. I was back there the next June, thinkin' about goin back - I didn't, YOUNG JACK lit out for Texas instead - and DIRCTOR RAYMILLE's in the office and he says to me, he says, "You sacred relics found a way to make the time pass up there, didn't you," and I give him a look but when I went out I seen he had a big-ass pair a sacred binoculars hangin off his director's chair with 'RAYMILLE (SIR)' written across the back."

JBB neglected to add that DIRECTOR RAYMILLE had leaned back in his plush leather castin' couch, said, JBB, you relics wasn't gettin paid to leave actors attend to their own ablutions while you stemmed the rose-scented laundry detergent, and declined to rehire him. JBB went on, "Yeah, that little punch a yours at OWLMA's party surprised me. I never figured you to throw a dirty fruit punch when you knew you'd have ta clean it up."**

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