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Nick recently got a starring role in a well known Sci Fi - comedy.
An exerpt from my play REAL GINK>
Act 4, scene 6.
The characters of REAL GINK all went onto the Macheath, and it rained every
day. They then met the poor wretch, Poor Tomato, alias Bevan
Stalker, escaping the wrath of his tyranical and utterly depraved mother
Bearded Liz, which was invoked after the treachery of the bastarsd
sister Alice; Who the ***** is Alice ? The evil Liz, however,
persues them all, without realsising thath Poor Tomato is really
her wayward son Bevan. Enter Real Gink fantastically dressed:
Real Gink: Take physic Pope, expose thyself to eels, those wretched
eels ! Oh I have taken too little care of the stamp club. How now, what
is this (pointing at Poor Tomato) ? This is the string itself.
Poor tomato: Childe Roland to th Clock Tower Came.
Enter Bearded Liz, now shorn by the Evil President Regan
of her beard.
Liz: I tumbled when I swore.
Poor Tomato: (Aside) This cannot be, my mother thus ? but where
the ****** is Alice ?
Real Gink: Let us shake the orange tree, till each man have enough.
Like lies to wanton priests are we to the frogs, They kill us for their
spots !
Poor Tomato: It is the foul fiend Flabbbity Rabbit, who hurts the
poor teachers of wide girth.
Enter the Fool Walters disguised as Flabbityrabbit: HA! HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I come to thwart the Sobrero Wearing Spaniard and his evil cohort Fernandoz,
yes he of the greasy hair !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Poor Tomato: Foul fiend, I die.
Liz: Flie Fleance, flie.
Fleance flies away.
Exuent.
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