“And the award goes to Tony Carmichael for his portrayal of ….”
Fuck. The painfully applied smile dies, and the painfully thin blonde on her knees under the table assisting in the smile making sees her instrument wilt.
Rapturous applause explodes, chairs scrape in their haste to be pushed back and a blonde head bangs against the under belly of the table.
You might as well give up Tiffany (I think her name is Tiffany, or maybe Crystal?), nothing short of a blue pill will breathe life into the old dog now.
Another year, another slap in the face.