Sorry Darlings, I’ve been away at the darling Chamuckla Florida International Film Festival. The darling jurors this year were kind enough to honor me with a darling fifty dollar check, retrospective and lifetime achievement award for my work in celluloid.
Combine that with the money I made tricking at the truck stop and I was able to buy my very own rig. It’s not much but I have big plans.
On the outside it’s an ordinary semi-tractor trailer but on the inside it’s Monte Carlo.
A 24 hour rolling casino.
As the slightly fey tuxedoed Master of Ceremony, I walk about smoking and pecking old broads on the cheek continental style, and generally say “Darling” a lot.
“Place your bets...Place your bets...darlings”