#8.5: comedy -SERIOUS- comedy

An Endless Redundancy with Olly Woods

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Just being frank, here. Some truths emerge within Arts, and I should think we would all be mature, adult, responsible people. At least... That's who I'm aiming for.
Drama? Why not plunder nothing to show, into the minds of the international public, who come to the Edinburgh Festival for the Performance Art and the Food! Or go to Drama school, if your Dad's the correct posh/wealthy for this day-and-age. Or raise a genuine and sincere charisma... that gets washed away in a University course...? That's for unpopular school-children in their 20s...?
Judge it. Tbf, I could've, should've, and would've done more. But THIS PETULANT LITTLE FECKER, didn't reap the reward entailed within glory. Seems to me, it's much-like house training a puppy, but it's just you talking to genuine people, assuming they need piss rubbed in their nose: If only but to learn.
(I'm kind of a ponk-betch.)
Still, listen to my rotten soul harp-on. Then assume Jonny Rotten truly is.

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"I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.
Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...
Then, and, only then.
Be a Fan.
I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible. However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."
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