Me i don't care about humour.
As the "chix" have had thrown at them - a daily dose of 'organic'
creativity
(one said " wow that IS good")
Baron Cohen over the line.
But there is one area of humour that once cannot get into
Unless.... Mister BC as Person of The Book
Can and did... candidly check the rudest joke book at his own 'peeps' ever.
But if one were, a superwoman, beyond all confected hurt and
periodical moanin'
If one was that (she has a name! but i am so click-ruthless when i want to be,
no good due her apostrophe)
My heroine.
My creation, Frankie babe
(inspired by her the " fuck my cancer Kraut, met in the Worst Place in The World, on the worst daytoo... told me eye to eye - so close i could see the pack of fags hidden in her brestpocket smocky thing... and just dipped my greasy fingers in ..uninvited
"first they chopped off my boobs, and were adamant: 'worse than cancer...
no boobs will headfuck you so so End Times ,,,life over no more the dancer
' ok well cut out half your back and sew it across all your front'
no.. a few months later that didnt work,
my bumfat next
peeled like a big fat pateater....
nope .... by the time Im on operation thirty Too
my body more Frankie than him and hertoo
I just said no more fuck you
Let It Be,
six months of living death you say left to go...
so what....
and now its year three")
living on, my little van and hissy sis... to the sunset we go!)
But Simone.... is NOT Frances McDormand's evil forgery
of vanbabes all moanin pity pity me
Nomadland ... the comedy
Except.... if Simone and 'HER' Babs...
Are beyond any doubt,
what a hardfisted woman would should and will shout.
Environment, simple livin' indeed the answer to Fatch
The ultimate role model, i can hatch
Well...... just like B-C ...
and unlike me
'her' jokes, could go into uncharted territory...
(copy right me, but ....
that would be telling, )
and i must never, even cheep, from under the hems
of the uncaged freerange perfect foxpproof
mummie hens
