Hit me, darling

Lola looks beautiful in her red and silver bow gown. She pulls her foot pump as if it was a little dog.

Come here doggy, yes, come here.

She looks at the audience in front of her.

Everyone in the audience needs to calm down. Just calm down, everyone and come closer.

She has stolen this opening phrase from Stephen, from the AWesomeness that Stephen is to her.

My tulip is yours. My big fat beautiful tulip is yours.

She is standing on the left pulling something from within her breast, but it is not a tulip.

For you, for whenever you want to visit me.

She looks ahead, motionless.

This is for you, for not wanting to do this thing with me.

How long could you stay away from my round genitals, my perfectly shaped like a circle fallopian tubes my hairy scurry disgusting labium; a slight sigh hanging from your collar. You take off your socks because you want to, because you have eaten too much and I fall asleep in the middle of the night. How dare you, how dare you hang your excrement from your ass, how dare you fall asleep in the same way that I did, in the same way that my dad inserted a scarf inside his pants in the summer time.

In this bit the audience is invited to throw stuff at Lola in an attempt to hit her. Lola gets really upset if no one attempts to throw anything at her.

Just strike and slap, just smack and spank, just hit me darling
Just punch and thump, just punch and thump, just hit me darling
Just bash and bop and beat and pop
Just hit me darling

Just smash into me
Just smack into me
Just hit me darling

Just strike and dawn and come and gone
Just hit me darling

And if you hit me I will love you more
And if you smack me I will be your doll
And if you bop and clip and sock
I will be your sock
I will be your sock

Just smash into me
Just smack into me
Just hit me darling

Lola takes a deep breath, extending her arms.

Your beautiful round bottom is full of nonsense tonight. Yesterday I was someone else yes you know that you have seen it before I have seen it before so many times. An afternoon and then BAM BAM BAM I am dead I have shot my self without noticing while having breakfast on the seaside. Somewhere between you and me I will find the truth. I will walk, it won't take long. And I will let you know, because I am not selfish, just slightly scared in case I get there first. I will let you know how it all happened in a BAM BAM BAM and I am dead I shot my self without noticing while having lunch on the seaside.

Lola takes off her silver gown. She is now wearing a giant red tulle net scarf around her tender neck and some knickers.

this is the worst part of it to wait for you to finish wiping off your ass and come and kiss me. You seem to wipe off your ass quite softly in a slow pace your left leg extended. Your right arm does the whole job, the left slightly lifted is pressed against the door. Balance is important to you and symmetry. You always have to find the perfect position. No weird angles or all that shit. Just smoothness and leaning.

At this point Lola takes her favourite foot pump and starts pumping a red balloon

VOILa, ladies and gentlemen, my small parcel, my tiny tiny small parcel, which hops and parades, looking for you, longing for you, BURNING for you, can I open it, can I open it, ladies and gentlemen, can I open it please, no, not here, not here, ladies and gentlemen, better at home, better at home.

Stepern, you do the doggy now, come on doggy

Lola is thirsty and asks a boy in the audience for a sip. He tells her she can keep the can.

my little doggy dog chews its hair every time a passer by caresses it. My little doggy dog chokes with its hair every time a passer by caresses it. My little doggy dog dies with its hair every time a passer by caresses it. Spit it out boy, spit it out.

Lola barks every time she barks

This dance is called: You hurt your back.

Lola looks at the beautiful boy on the front (his name is Brendan) and dedicates this piece to him

It's all about the time when you hurt your back and you were being such a pussy, a big, fat, smelly pussy, breaking up with me in the middle of the street, in the middle of this big, fat, smelly street, just because you hurt your back. Look out for the pelvis turning around. It describes you being a pussy. I request that the camera zooms into my pussy in this particular bit. It's likely that this dance will make you feel like a big, fat, smelly pussy.

Dear Stephen

you make me burn and swift and pamper all over the place. I am just
pampering now, Stephen, i am pampering all over the place. I love you
Stephens, I love you and I have to make your name sound a little
awkward each time, oh Stephern

I have nothing in my arms; nothing to give you, only a short small shy stroke on the forehead, but you do not take it. You let it fall, the law of gravity, you say, and I believe you.

Lola thanks the audience and walks away with a half empty beer can.

12 August, Agnus Hughes Gallery