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leia131And away we go!
Jacob pretended to be a flight attendant on our bus the other day, pointing out the exits and demonstrating how to correctly fasten your seatbelt.(Seatbelts. High-tech shit.)
And then he named Mrs. Archer Hippie Mama, and Ron Sugar Mama. No, don't ask.
Lyrics: Ah the theater! The theater! What a glorious glorious place to be!
Me: Ah the bathroom! The bathroom! What a glorious glorious place to pee!
Though the crown is cardboard, you're a Burger King! As you stride to the counter, order your food, with fries, woppers, ketchup, I'm in the mood...
Bus Driver: *Stops bus*
Mrs. Archer: Problem?
Bus Driver: Yeah I do have a problem. And it's all of you! *Looks menacingly at bus full of innocent schoolchildren* You all need to change your attitudes...Blah blah blah...I know the people and can get the authority to have this program shut down...Blah blah blah threaten threaten threaten...Big boring speech about how awful we are...(And I doubt he had the authority to stop Summer Encore. We are unstoppable!)
Me: Don't look, don't look at him, cause if I look I'm gonna laugh...(And Ali was hiding under the bus seat because she was laughing so hard)
Bus Driver: Now I want silence! *Restarts bus*
Me: *To Renee and Dustin* What did we do?
Renee: I don't know. (It wasn't really funny at the time, but it sure as Hell is funny now, especially after hearing Jacob's version of it.)
Crowd: Where's Juliet?
Devon: Maybe she's just real small...
Crowd: That's a boy!
Devon: Or a really ugly girl.
I threw my hat at a bee that would not stop buzzing around my head. While onstage.
Dr. Robinson: How I hanker, just to put her cross my knee and spank her! (With appropriate hand gestures, I might add.)
Me: That's kinky.
Peter ripped the ENTIRE back of his shirt, rather like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
When we backed up for the curtain call, I tripped over Devon's box and fell. Apparantly in slow motion. While laughing hysterically.
Cast: (Sees full moon) Aroooooooooooooo!
Justin: Moo!
Me: Who moos at the moon?
Dustin can sing! He'll never admit that, of course, but he can! And he does! Just like the rest of us crazy theater kids.
Otis: There were fruity pebbles on the tray. I like the pink ones. (You have to hear his Southern accent to truly appreciate how incredibly funny this is. He sounds like Forrest Gump.)
Ahhhhhhhh. Feels good to get that all out. Don't forget to come to the show at the High School tomorrow! 2:00 and 7:00!
Current Mood:
relieved
Jacob pretended to be a flight attendant on our bus the other day, pointing out the exits and demonstrating how to correctly fasten your seatbelt.(Seatbelts. High-tech shit.)
And then he named Mrs. Archer Hippie Mama, and Ron Sugar Mama. No, don't ask.
Lyrics: Ah the theater! The theater! What a glorious glorious place to be!
Me: Ah the bathroom! The bathroom! What a glorious glorious place to pee!
Though the crown is cardboard, you're a Burger King! As you stride to the counter, order your food, with fries, woppers, ketchup, I'm in the mood...
Bus Driver: *Stops bus*
Mrs. Archer: Problem?
Bus Driver: Yeah I do have a problem. And it's all of you! *Looks menacingly at bus full of innocent schoolchildren* You all need to change your attitudes...Blah blah blah...I know the people and can get the authority to have this program shut down...Blah blah blah threaten threaten threaten...Big boring speech about how awful we are...(And I doubt he had the authority to stop Summer Encore. We are unstoppable!)
Me: Don't look, don't look at him, cause if I look I'm gonna laugh...(And Ali was hiding under the bus seat because she was laughing so hard)
Bus Driver: Now I want silence! *Restarts bus*
Me: *To Renee and Dustin* What did we do?
Renee: I don't know. (It wasn't really funny at the time, but it sure as Hell is funny now, especially after hearing Jacob's version of it.)
Crowd: Where's Juliet?
Devon: Maybe she's just real small...
Crowd: That's a boy!
Devon: Or a really ugly girl.
I threw my hat at a bee that would not stop buzzing around my head. While onstage.
Dr. Robinson: How I hanker, just to put her cross my knee and spank her! (With appropriate hand gestures, I might add.)
Me: That's kinky.
Peter ripped the ENTIRE back of his shirt, rather like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
When we backed up for the curtain call, I tripped over Devon's box and fell. Apparantly in slow motion. While laughing hysterically.
Cast: (Sees full moon) Aroooooooooooooo!
Justin: Moo!
Me: Who moos at the moon?
Dustin can sing! He'll never admit that, of course, but he can! And he does! Just like the rest of us crazy theater kids.
Otis: There were fruity pebbles on the tray. I like the pink ones. (You have to hear his Southern accent to truly appreciate how incredibly funny this is. He sounds like Forrest Gump.)
Ahhhhhhhh. Feels good to get that all out. Don't forget to come to the show at the High School tomorrow! 2:00 and 7:00!
Current Mood:
relieved
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Date: 2005-07-22 12:01 pm (UTC)