Killing it Softly at sexo de Syncho Lip Syncho De Mayo
Earlier in the week, I showed our Lip Syncho De Mayo video to someone whose only comment was, "That is very weird."
Violence and smut are of course everywhere at LSdM. You cannot attend the event without seeing them, although sometimes you are forced to wait a little while. The night began with a fiery opening ceremony engineered by Andrew. I saw ample evidence that LSdM performers are surprisingly resilient-- how they chase gold, year after year, with different shortpants and different configurations of hair.
Kully and Sharon did not take the stage until after the first or second intermission. As a reporter, I probably should know exactly when they went on, but achieving accuracy is often so terribly inconvenient. To the muted, warm milk tones of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly, the two pulled off a sequel to their LSdM signature performance in which they demonstrate there is a fine line between cuddling and duct taping someone to a chair so they can't get away.
Kully appeared hotly smarmy in his poly fabulous asbergers-blue suit. He looked as though he should possess some vile halitosis, but sadly, he did not. He is no method actor. Sharon deployed her black nightie from last year.
I was on tenderhooks! What will happen to the two protagonists? What will happen to Kully's inimitable socks? The act was layered like a croissant with intrigue. Somewhere toward the end of the number, shots rang out, as shots are wont to do. Kully slumped in his chair looking mild-to-moderately dead. Sharon had accidentally iced him with a duct-tape encrusted fake handgun! Touché 2011 Kully! She is one deadly lady in a nightie. But then, a twist! Kully may not have been quite as deceased as previously assumed. Don't leave us hanging until next year!
The secondary plotline about Kully's socks also remained unresolved. It's conclusion is probably on the deleted scenes, along with commentary from Michael C. Hall.
Violence and smut are of course everywhere at LSdM. You cannot attend the event without seeing them, although sometimes you are forced to wait a little while. The night began with a fiery opening ceremony engineered by Andrew. I saw ample evidence that LSdM performers are surprisingly resilient-- how they chase gold, year after year, with different shortpants and different configurations of hair.
Kully appeared hotly smarmy in his poly fabulous asbergers-blue suit. He looked as though he should possess some vile halitosis, but sadly, he did not. He is no method actor. Sharon deployed her black nightie from last year.
I was on tenderhooks! What will happen to the two protagonists? What will happen to Kully's inimitable socks? The act was layered like a croissant with intrigue. Somewhere toward the end of the number, shots rang out, as shots are wont to do. Kully slumped in his chair looking mild-to-moderately dead. Sharon had accidentally iced him with a duct-tape encrusted fake handgun! Touché 2011 Kully! She is one deadly lady in a nightie. But then, a twist! Kully may not have been quite as deceased as previously assumed. Don't leave us hanging until next year!
The secondary plotline about Kully's socks also remained unresolved. It's conclusion is probably on the deleted scenes, along with commentary from Michael C. Hall.
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