someone is going to make that movie
Walking down the street. I am wearing a workshop shirt. The one that says I’ll sleep with you if you make my movie. I always wear this shirt backwards because I am uncomfortable with people reading that across my breasts. Or reading anything across my breasts really. I have forgotten I have that shirt on. This guy behind me yells, Hey!
I turn around.
He grins. “Someone is going to make that movie.”