Last week, my mom asked me to audition at a comedy bar. The director's name was Jacqueline Night. The audition went great. Until they decided I was not fit for the position, and my mom was actually playing a practical joke on me, that's when I loaded in burst of rage, and faced the music. What I'm trying to say is, if she wasn't so mean maybe she wouldn't have to go and play everything, things might have turned out ok, and we wouldn't be so tired. None should ever judge anyone when no one is perfect in this world.
Posted on 12.05.2013, 07:29:47 CET