“I like this other stuff you’re posting, but let’s get real. We...

“I like this other stuff you’re posting, but let’s get real. We gotta keep this thing going. There’s like a million people who were really famous, then something else came along and now they’re nothing. That ain’t happening to me. I’m not gonna let things die down so somebody else can start their own parade. Trust me, baby. I know what I’m talking about. I’ve been doing this all my life. Last week I was handing out business cards nonstop. And let me tell you, now that everybody’s got their shots, it’s getting crazy out there. People are stopping me left and right. I think it’s the hair, $39.95 at the wig store, but they don’t know that. I’m taking pictures with everybody. I’m telling them that this Tanqueray shit is just getting started. There’s gonna be TV stuff, and books, and they ain’t seen nothing yet. But you’ve got to pick up the slack. You’ve gotta post something about Tanqueray. Just a taste to keep ‘em hungry. This morning I found two rolls of 35mm film underneath my couch. And they look old as shit, so who knows what’s on there. Those could be good for money. After we leave here I’m going to get them developed. Then I’ve got to go uptown to get my sewing machine fixed, cause I’m gonna start making hats and masks, that match. It’s going to be huge. I’ve got a slogan and everything: ‘It don’t mean a thang if you don’t got that Tang.’ People are gonna go fucking nuts for this shit. Also, I’m taking you to this place downtown where I buy my candles. They got a guy there who reads cards. He’s young, which I don’t love. But he reads good, and you’re gonna get a reading. I’m paying. If you’re riding with me we need to know if anyone in your life is trying to fuck you over. And while we’re there, I wanna find out if my last boyfriend is ever gonna come back around. The movie producer. I think he’s got Asperger’s or some shit like that, but I kinda miss him. And let’s be honest. I ain’t exactly a summer breeze.”  #comebacknyc