An old whore. Grandma in a bathing suit. Overrated. Talentless. Uncool. Irrelevant. Desperate. Yes, I’m talking about one person whose name I promised I wouldn’t mention. So, let’s just call her, She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I got tickets to see her perform in Amsterdam in September. It better be good. Apparently the performance will be full of remixes and mash-ups, which is something to look froward to (we all know the ol’ album versions), even though I guess the visual side of it will be rather over-the-top, which is always good.
But, having said that, I have a slight problem. I have an extra ticket. What should I do? Invite someone or take my mother (like the last time)? But, wait a minute, I don’t care, ‘cos I’ve got a golden ticket (well, not really, it’s the cheapest one, but it is opposite the stage, it’s just miles away…).
So, if you know someone who’d like to come along, let me know. Or you could do my mother a favor and keep your trap shut (not that she actually likes She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, but in any case, it’s better than nothing).
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PS: No really, do not pay attention to what I just wrote. It’s mostly garbage.
