Dont Mince Words


Real men say the darnedest things

Posted on August 17, 2008 by Marna

I left my canine boyfriend, Tex, tonight and ventured out into the nightlife of Los Angeles. My girlfriend taunted me with LA Filmfest free drinks.

I found her at the bar amongst a gaggle of young filmmakers and other desperate creatives looking for film funding or peer validation. When I walked up, she was talking to a good looking guy in a wheelchair. She hugged me and he burst out a statement without introduction.

“Goddamn, you are built like a brick shit house,” he said to me.

I replied with, “Hi, I’m Marna. You obviously aren’t from LA.”

Alex turned out to be a drunk, one-legged vet from Chicago. I told him he made my night and I was going to blog him. “Really, nobody tells you how hot you are?”

No, not so bluntly. That was perfect.

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    Marna’s writing career started as a Pentagon intern. Early exposure to $500 toilet seat press releases made her appreciate creative nonfiction. Now she has more than 25 years of senior-level marketing and communications success working with Fortune 100 companies, government, nonprofits, small businesses, startups, and agencies.

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