Culture on the Cheap
Ever since I scored that tee shirt explaining my not needing to work (because I have a fine ass) I have had the unquenchable desire to work it. While wearing said shirt, naturally. Too bad I learned about this great opportunity in Bedford Stuyvesant a week too late.
This “shake off” against violence would have been just the ticket. I’m a little confused about the prizes, though. 90%, 75%, and 65% added together is 230% of the earnings. Perhaps this is that “new math” I am hearing so much about? Or they watched “The Producers” recently?
I’m glad to see they demanded not only an interview but also a live audition. If I am going to schlep my fine ass down to Bed Stuy to perform in this event, I refuse to “shake off” with practicing amateurs. When you have the kind of credentials I do, you demand to work with professional party people only. This requirement is clearly stated on my curricula vitae.