Afternoon chat at DISGRASIAN HQ:
JEN: Hi Diana!
DIANA: Hey Jen!
JEN: How are you? Cute dress.
DIANA: Thank you. Lovely shoes. Are they A.P.C.?
JEN: No, Loeffler Randall. I love a nude flat.
DIANA: Who doesn’t?
[They relax with their laptops, reading the Times and various blogs]
DIANA (cont’d): Ugh, Gwen Stefani.
JEN: Dude, I’m almost fucking over talking about Gwen Stefani. She bores the bejeezus out of me.
DIANA: Yeah–It’s like she sucks, she’s derivative, she’s annoying… but I wouldn’t even waste the energy hating her if she wasn’t still enslaving those poor Harajuku Girls.
JEN: She won’t listen. She’s up inside her own asshole. She’s so deeply entrenched in her filthy brand of exploitasian. She looks like a man.
DIANA: She bores me. And I’m from Orange County.
JEN: I wouldn’t say that too loud.
DIANA: I represent!
[They continue to work quietly on their laptops.]
JEN: Oh lawd.
JEN: I just clicked on this HP ad.
DIANA: You clicked on a computer company link?
JEN: You won’t believe this site. It’s ill.
DIANA: What is it?
JEN: It’s this awful, cheesy promotional thing called “Gwen Stefani For You” where you make a bunch of idiotic Gwen-themed crap and print it out on your HP printer.
[Jen's eyes narrow as she gazes at...]
[Diana leans over and clicks on the first link...]
[She clicks back and moves on to...]
JEN: Who buys into this shit?
DIANA: Bajillions of people.
JEN: [Sighs loudly]
DIANA: Still bored?
JEN: Yeah, still bored.
[They continue to work on their laptops.]
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