August 2011
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One Night at Asssscat, or What to Do With a Date Rape Monologue | Splitsider →
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After reading Poupak’s post (which, thank you very much for writing, lady), I wrote some of my thoughts on the subject for Splitsider.
Thanks for writing this Halle!
Poupak's Parisian Life in New York: On the Subject of Rape... →
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Let me just start by saying this is completely my opinion, and my feelings alone, and not representative of anything from any improv theater or performer involved. This is how I perceived that particular person who took center stage at a show I was attending.
The various legal loopholes and…
Wait, what the fuck? This really happened?
What the hell did the people on stage do? Was that guy able to just get back into the audience? I’m shocked he wasn’t arrested at best, beaten up at worst.
That’s absolutely insane.
I heard several people recount this and everyone was horrified. You’re not alone, Pou!
I heard someone tell this story secondhand too. I can’t believe he did this/just told this story in front of everyone. HOLY FUCKING SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. He looks very nervous for good reason. Why did he keep talking? Why is he still alive and running free around the United States?
As the story progresses in this video that Stephanie Streisand posted, I just feel like I’m venturing further and further into a fucking nightmare.
Can someone make sure he ends up face-down in a fucking ditch tomorrow morning?
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Was That Just An Earthquake?
Are we currently having an earthquake?
It was so slight I thought that the guy in the next cube was erasing too hard. I was like, dude, cmon.
yes, that was current. the light fixtures were swinging. i feel like throwing up. i don’t have to do anymore work today right? i’m so scared for some reason. CALM DOWN KELLS.
