|Our Main Character...|
A hero of sorts,
Suave, sophisticated, debonair...
|A dark setting, dimly lit streets leading,|
To a secluded bar...
|Where our debonair hero likes to sip...|
a few of his favourite....
'shaken, not stirred'
|We must have a heroine,|
A feisty damsel, whom our hero must
Convince, firstly that she requires
rescuing...and secondly that he is THE man
|Of course, he must deal with the usual|
distractions along the way,
Devil Women and the like,
(Ok, he's not an angel, but he has heart)
|Eventually, our devastatingly clever hero|
Overcomes the Evil dudes...
(A lot of them I may hasten to point out)
|HE grabs our lovely feisty damsel....|
And they...like, RUN really fast to the
|Ridiculously pimped out getaway car,|
Where they make-out before,
Fighting over who can drive
(wait, no that's the sequel)
|Happy Martini, Ladies and Gents...|
A/N: I hope you enjoyed 'Le Little Martini Tale', of course that last shot is unashamedly, a gratuitous picture of Pierce Brosnan. I know, I just couldn't help myself... Anyhow, we are now into Friday, and I'm still chasing my tail...yes, this is true. I am currently fine-tuning scenes for a critique, which I must send off shortly. How's your writing, editing, playing, composing? And, in case you're wondering, I'm partial to a Vodka Martini with extra olives on the side. How about you? A favourite Martini?