I noticed an adorable couple today, while a friend of mine and I were driving. Wait. You were both driving at the same time? Yes. Only monkeys can drive in tandem. Pay attention. He was taking pictures of her -with a really nice camera- while she was using her cell phone as a prop. That's funny because the last time I had my phone on set, I kept it hidden in my bra/corset. No, we weren't filming porn, perverts. It was a music video… get your minds out of the gutter. And the director, who was amazing, put out his hand and confiscated it from me. Dammit. Busted. I collected it later after class. I looked at her, while he clicked away, and she smiled. I smiled. Then we were giggling. Why do we girls do that? He turns around and pretends to shoot a picture of me... Well, never the one to take over someone else's photo shoot.... Of course I smiled and gave a warning that I don't play, I'm a ham. And.... I will absolutely start posing. Oh yeah? Yup. He starts snapping away -crap, I'm wearing my glasses- and I'm making goofy faces. Hambone photo bomb! Keep making that face and it will stick that way. I hope so. I don't even think I've showered today actually. Hashtag, no makeup. Hashtag, no soap. Hair knotted on top of my head. Everyone's laughing. Next thing I know… my friend, who's been driving, shouts out of the window… "she costs money, you gotta pay, bro." Wait. What? Did you just... Like a... Oh my Lord. You sound like a pimp. That just happened.
First of all, I make friends everywhere I go. I can't help it. I'm like-able. I like others. Sometimes. I'm
chatty. All of the time. My heart is on my sleeve. Most of the time. Duh, that's why y'all keep coming back. It's entertaining to watch a chimp in her environment. I'm just darn friendly and have no weird jealousy with other people-especially women- so I'm fairly approachable all the time. And ironically, Im not a fan of people. Overall. If I were a monkey, I'd throw poo all the time. Weird. Just kidding, people are great. Oops, you got poo in the eye. Wonder where that came from…. But, my hambone? Hmm.. I Have no idea where the poo flew from either… *whistling while I slowing back up into the shadows. Now that's a cheesy side of me? I just can't put a lid on. Monkeys don't belong in a barrel. Photobombing, unsuspecting photo shoots throughout the city. But, then again, who'd stop a monkey swinging into your shot by way of vine anyway?
chatty. All of the time. My heart is on my sleeve. Most of the time. Duh, that's why y'all keep coming back. It's entertaining to watch a chimp in her environment. I'm just darn friendly and have no weird jealousy with other people-especially women- so I'm fairly approachable all the time. And ironically, Im not a fan of people. Overall. If I were a monkey, I'd throw poo all the time. Weird. Just kidding, people are great. Oops, you got poo in the eye. Wonder where that came from…. But, my hambone? Hmm.. I Have no idea where the poo flew from either… *whistling while I slowing back up into the shadows. Now that's a cheesy side of me? I just can't put a lid on. Monkeys don't belong in a barrel. Photobombing, unsuspecting photo shoots throughout the city. But, then again, who'd stop a monkey swinging into your shot by way of vine anyway?
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