Hello there boys, girls, men, women, giraffes, elephants, cats, winners, bus boys, firmly closeted gay men masquerading as lady lovers, archetypal lesbians, teachers who can't spell, teachers who can spell but aren't fulfilled in their career choice, carpet fitters, cash cows, trojan horses and synthesizers! Marianne here with a wee update on where We've Become Mango are at...
But they were also disappointed to find out that we have literally NO mango-based sketches in our repertoire.
However, we do have big plans. In the next few days you'll be able to watch a wee sketch that we filmed a little while ago. That is, if James and Richard can stop masturbating for more than 17 seconds to get it sorted out. Those guys just LOVE to ejaculate. Being in this group is a real hotbed of debasement. I often ask myself what I'm actually doing with my life? Am I proud of my achievements? Do I really want to be a writer/comedian/actress/failure? Do I love James in a physical sense? Is Richard really my son? Can I italicise any more than I already have done?
The answers to all of these questions will be revealed as we play...'I'm giving you a clue to the name of one of our sketches'. *play dramatic music*
Anyway, for reals, we appreciate the support we've had so far; I'm sure you will be rewarded in the next life...right now we can't afford rewards. Which brings me nicely to my final point, as though I'd actually thought this entire thing out and hadn't just started wildly rambling about my own failings in life...ANYWAY! We would really like it if you could pass our name around your friendship groups and your knitting circles and your AA meetings and your sporting goods stores so that people actually know who we are. That way, we WILL be able to afford rewards and we can give them to you for supporting the shit out of us like a decent pair of nylons.
Thanks for your time, folks; let's drive the oppressors down!
Lots of Love from
The Girl One xxx
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