Many, many years ago, when I was just getting started, I would spend whole days, and whole nights, in make-up and totally committed to silence, and to maximum playful interactions with people.
I never solicited money during these excursions, but most days people would buy me meals and drinks and try to get me high however they could to see if I would, or could, step out of character and speak.
I never did, though the guy who held a knife to my throat and said he was going to kill me if I didn't say something came the closest to getting me to break character.
On several occasions, women took me home for the night to try some private methods of getting me to speak.
I never considered moaning as constituting actual speech.
Being committed to silence, when things were slow, I didn't have the luxury of resorting to pick up lines.
On those rare occasions I usually found that it worked pretty well to sit quietly at the bar, licking my eyebrows.
River
p.s. Sometimes I would return a few days later to the scene of the seduction and interview the seductress about why she had taken a total stranger, and stranger than most, into her bed.
Someday I will record their answers, as best as I can recall them.
[quote]Originally posted by River:
<strong>the guy who held a knife to my throat and said he was going to kill me if I didn't say something came the closest to getting me to break character.
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I'm glad he didn't go through with it! After all, "a mime is a terrible thing to waste..."
My god, did I really say that? I am ashamed of myself. Sincearly.
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