I’m Confused, and I Have a Confession to Make

I know I’m a little late to this, but you mean to tell me that JT Leroy isn’t the same guy that Oprah was all mad at last month? Just how many fake sob-story memoirist are there out there?

While we’re on the subject, and before you here it from anybody else: I’m not really a middle-aged married white man living in a ranch-style house in the suburbs with two cats, two dogs, and two children. This, in fact, is a fiction I’ve promulgated in the hopes that it makes the films I produce seem more interesting and exciting.

The “real” Tony Comstock is, in fact, a 72 year old asian spinster, living in a cramped Murry Hill apartment with one cat.

Please do not judge me too harshly. Had you been in my position, you would have done the same thing.

2 Responses to “I’m Confused, and I Have a Confession to Make”

  1. ell Says:

    Just one cat?

  2. tony Says:

    Just one, but he’s polydactyl!

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