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Below is the monologue that is done by "Arnold" or Harvey Fierstein great American actor, in what I think is the most beautiful films of all time. The story you read on the title link, or otherwise if you look on google to find it. I recommend renting ... or download it if you do not find in any video store!
But it's so beautiful that the mere fact of having found the opening monologue, I am not in the wig ... that is restricted by washing? Boh! Meanwhile, enjoy this poem!
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or I think my biggest problem is to be young and beautiful.
Hmmm ... is' a problem because they are neither young nor beautiful. Oh, I was beautiful and I was too young, but never the two together ... not so much if they have never noticed no.
You see, a psychologist friend of mine believes that this is the reason of the attraction on some army men subtly described as old and ugly, in my view underestimates my mignottaggine. It '... that a bad guy who goes after a nice guy and just remedy Rogne, but a person who flirts with a pretty bad guy, the money for the taxi at least remedy them!
I too have fallen in love with a pretty face, les jeux sont faits but when ... give me a toad with a pot of gold, and I assure you three meals a day, for treasure, so they are all toads when you turn off light. O abundance, or famine: it is the light that you have fear! It 's true: a good thing you enjoy it until she rises before dawn. (Gives a shot to the cigarette)
There is another species from which you have to be very large: the desperate. The desperate are divided into three broad categories: married, those passing through for the weekend, the hopelessly heterosexual. And those adventures are the worst. One
we ventured, his eyes wide open, knowing all the limitations, accepting them with great maturity. And patapumfete, you find yourself writing the headings of the broken hearts of tens or consult fortune tellers. And you go around asking "what happened to me?"
I'll tell you it happened: you got what you were looking for: someone who believes so much that they can handle a mature relationship is already desperate to start as a masochist who does enrich the publishers of horror novels just for the sake of read stuff that scares them.
Uhm .. What do you think ... wonderful, eh? (Holding up a scarf on his face). A little 'patience, work is still ongoing!
For those of you who have not already guessed, I am a transvestite ... or what's left. They are known by the name of Virginia Ham, as if to say "Virginia Prosciuttona" but there I had many of the names of battle: Me Allah puts it, Cucca Mi Lano, Chiara Seer, Deep Throat, Bang Bang La Desh ... Yes, I am a member of a species from extinction. When the Constitution to recognize gay equality, I and people like me we will get swept under the rug, just as blacks have done with Uncle Tom. But that's okay.
Hey, with this face and this voice what am I to worry? I can always do the longshoreman!
There are easier things in this world of craft in disguise ... but I have no other choice ... because ... as I try ... I can not walk without heels! (Laughter)
You know, once there was a guy named Charlie. Oh, did everything you could want for a relationship: he was very tall, beautiful, rich, dull. The deafness was the best. He never screamed with me, he never complained because they snore, had friends calm and quiet. I also learned something of the language signs. Oh, I remember someone: "cockroach", this is "fuck." Ah, this is my favorite. It means "I love you." And I really loved her, but "not" enough ".
You see, in my life I've slept with more men than it designates the Bible, Old and New Testament together. And never once a he said "Arnold, I love you" so sadly. So I ask myself: you care seriously? And in the end, the only honest answer I can give me is: Yes, I would like. I would like very much. But "no" enough. "