Written for Mondays Finish the Story: they supply the first line and the image and challenge us to write a 100 to 150 word story. Here’s my entry for the week:
Are you laughing at me? At me? I hope not, because it really hurts. Just because I’m a stand-up comic doesn’t mean everything I do and say is funny. I expect, well, hope for lots of laughs when I’m performing – because laughter is my soul food, my bread and butter, my cheese and chutney – it’s the thing that keeps me going – especially when it’s coming from all those lovely ladies seated in the front row, gazing up at me night after night, each and every one of them hoping and praying that they will be the one to get the discreet whisper from one of my aides, the discreet whisper that will have them making their way backstage to my dressing room – the one with the star on the door – for an evening of such carnal delights that … .
Are you laughing at me?