campy comedy

"nice hair! i'm circling the shape of your hairstyle with my eyes!" exclaimed lounge-zilla, who was touted to be more fearsome (and famous) than godzilla. he was doing his happy wayang-the-crowd-up pre show dance, when he slided in front of me, paused for a nano-second, and acted his words out in a frenzied motion. for a moment i thought he was going to grab me up onto the stage. thank goodness he only touched men. hohoho.

risque banality (in a funny way) was expected but surprisingly not much vulgarities uttered at the camp comedy finale night at zouk last night. toned down for singaporean sensibilities, apparently.

appreciated all the humour! cheered me up lots.

good night miss independent.