'Sup, gimp fans?
Five days into the Fringe and the air in Gimp Towers is thick with
tension. And the damp from Rich's room after he left his skylight open
during a thunderstorm. But mainly tension.
You see, it all began this morning. Lee and Rich, in an attempt to get
buff this Festival, completed their first Insanity Workout, with Matt
and I filming the whole thing (soon to be available for your viewing
pleasure on our video blog). Once the spectacle of watching two very
out of shape men attempting squat thrusts and suicide jumps had worn
off, Rich decided to call it a day and hit the shower.
And that's where it all kicked off.
You see, a few days ago, Matt noticed the lock on our bathroom door is
essentially there for show, meaning any kind of privacy goes out of the
window (well, it would do if our bathroom had a window). This led to
him and our now London bound technician Dan developing a process they
like to call 'delousing'. And guess who was their first appointed
That's right. Yours bloody truly.
I'd like to point out at this juncture that we gimps are, despite
impressions, a fairly cleanly bunch, and therefore never been struck
down with any kind of lice (well, apart from that time in Galway...)
However, once I'd finished my shower, Matt decided to find the oldest,
dirtiest broom he could find in our utility room and brush me down with
it. Whilst I was still showering. Dan then thought it would be a great
idea to start throwing sugar over me, to "prevent reinfection" as he
called it. Needless to say another shower was needed.
But the fun didn't stop there, oh no. The delousing process began again. In total I had four showers that morning.
Which bring me to this morning. When Matt and Lee went too far. And
decided to film the delousing process on Richard for the video blog.
Now Richard, as evidenced in his defence of the aforementioned
WWE Wrestling title, has the patience of a saint. However, the
prospect of his delousing being made horrifyingly public in the name of
fun pushed him over the edge. The air turned blue. And tense. And
So Lee, in an attempt to further wind up poor old Rich, has taken a vow
of silence. And guess who's having to pass messages between the two
parties? You guessed it. I hope they can resolve their differences
before the show tonight...
Speaking of the show, last night went well, a few microphone
mishaps notwithstanding, and we had a lovely crowd in - cheers gang! Also we got our first review; four stars from Broadway Baby, which you can read here.
That's all from me. I'd better go and mediate.