The McGillicuddy Book Of Personal Records (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy, and a tragedy. Mark Twain McGILLICUDDY HOUSE INTERIOR 10:17 AM ROLL CAMERAS Gertrude McGillicuddy ran her red lipstick across her mouth, and pressed her lips together in front of the mirror. She was more than satisfied with the way she looked. Not everyone could weigh a hundred and ninety-five pounds and come off looking so … what, regal? impressive? elegantly monumental? All of the above, decided Gertrude, who considered herself a white Queen Latifah, of sorts. She sucked in her tummy and admired her reflection. Gertie knew she could have been a star if she’d wanted. Fact is, she was a star, in a way. She tied her red neckerchief in a knot, donned her cowboy hat, and left the house. It wasn’t her day to work at the Country and Western Club, but she was headed in that direction anyway. “Hey!” she hollered as she burst through the front doors, letting a shaft of sunlight sneak into the dimly lit bar.
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