The Day They Turned Me Into a Chola (I'm Asian)
A poem about an acting project *bow*
As an actor and a comedian, I am broke
So when you tell me you’ll pay me, I get stoked
One day I got a call asking if I’m free now
They’ll pay me so I said “wow.”
I didn’t ask for details, I just went
For me, the dollars were heaven sent
They sent me to hair and make-up like it was a race
Because “there was a lot of work to do on my face”
They told me not to be offended ‘coz it’s the role
They need to turn me Mexican, again, it’s the role
They made my yellow and chinky face brown
And they put fake moles above my frown
Even my lips were lined and my eyebrows were thick
They made me a chola and it was so sick!
The director taught me how cholas properly greet
He said “cholas say ‘pallabra’ on the street”
So I greeted everyone “yo, pallabra, man!”
Apparently, I was saying “yo, word, man!”
That was also the first time I read the script
And, oh, I felt as if I got whipped
Not only was I playing a brown and tough chic
I also loved pussy when I actually love dick
And I have no regrets as it was an honorable crusade
Because for those three days, I got paid
*If you don't believe me, here's the picture
***I actually had a lot of fun on this set, and none of us (either me or the production) means anyone any harm. The reason why I was called was because their actors (2 of them) dropped out last minute when everyone was already on set and ready to shoot. I was the only one who they could get to go there last minute
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