Greased Lightning!
So I just told Tassie I'm auditioning for Grease.
It went something like this.
Tassie: Ha HA! Grease! They're doing GREASE!
Me: Yeah, my audition's at 5:45.
Tassie: Your audition for what?
Me: ...Grease.
Tassie: ...
Me: ...
Tassie: ...
Me: ...
Tassie: ...
Me: Do it with me.
Tassie: [choking] I will never wear a poodle skirt. I'd rather fuck a pig.
Me: Come ON.
Tassie: No.
Me: Pleeease.
Tassie: NO.
And now she's mad because if I audition for Grease and make it in, I won't have time to start what will be our third band in existance with her and Patrick again. Only I think she's serious about it this time. She keeps talking about tryouts and about this Asian girl she knows who can play drums.
She'll get over it, I think.
It went something like this.
Tassie: Ha HA! Grease! They're doing GREASE!
Me: Yeah, my audition's at 5:45.
Tassie: Your audition for what?
Me: ...Grease.
Tassie: ...
Me: ...
Tassie: ...
Me: ...
Tassie: ...
Me: Do it with me.
Tassie: [choking] I will never wear a poodle skirt. I'd rather fuck a pig.
Me: Come ON.
Tassie: No.
Me: Pleeease.
Tassie: NO.
And now she's mad because if I audition for Grease and make it in, I won't have time to start what will be our third band in existance with her and Patrick again. Only I think she's serious about it this time. She keeps talking about tryouts and about this Asian girl she knows who can play drums.
She'll get over it, I think.