MARKETING STRATEGY
Two hookers and a box of chicken
—someone’s ‘ultimate fantasy’ (overheard)
I am trying on this new lack of denial
and it hurts really bad (I think I got
the wrong size, hah hah [rollz eyes]).
I think Jeffree Star’s new song, Love
to My Cobain is
perfect pop, but I
think he missed an opportunity
with the second line of his chorus.
I’ve been singing it all day like it
really should be: You are the Love
to my Cobain ain ain
ain ain ain;
the Kurt to my Blaine
aine aine
aine aine aine. Which leads me
to ask: “Honestly,
how deep into
my own thoughts do you really
want me to go?” But
come on,
where else would I go, really?
[slight pause] The
character
that you’ve been developing
is itching like mad to argue
with the character that I’ve
been developing. So
now
that we’ve accomplished
what we set out to do
all those years ago
can we just go
home now?
