Andare, Partire, Tornare

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Serving you...and Satan!

I hurt from laughing. Oh Mah Gawd, the show last night was painfully funny - painful in that I thought at some point I'd hear a little internal *sproing* and realize that I'd popped something, and was doomed to spend the rest of the show laughing hysterically while holding my side to keep whatever was loose in place until I could see a doctor, because I sure as hell wasn't going to leave the show before it was done.

Here's what I learned from the show last night:

Ridalin, Acutane, Melba Toast, Root Beer, and Rolaids will make you feel invisible.

Firemen get all the pussy.

Darryl is the last man in America with a ponytail (unless Stephen Segal hasn't cut his off)

The KITH are even funnier when allowed to use feeelthy language

If you answer a personal ad, you could find yourself eating a very fresh omlette right out of the body of the Chicken Lady.

Buddy has been in an "Axis of Evil" with Saddam Hussein and his son while traveling under a burka in the Middle East. He also dropped water balloons from a helicopter on UN peacekeeping troops.

Grease I vs Grease II - French-Canadian hunter-trappers like the songs in Grease II better.

Hecuba's alternate personalities are all frat boy types with rhyming names.

Persia has an unholy desire to hear the "Terrier Song," which didn't happen.

People in Washington D.C. wouldn't understand a torrid relationship between an 18 year old and an 80 year old. However, for the 80 year old, it's worth the broken hip.

Persia and I were not selected to be part of the "Crushing your head" skit, which was sad. Oh, and Persia made signifigant eye-contact with Scott during the Buddy skit, possibly because she's originally from Iran and he was cracking "hairy middle-eastern women" and wanted to make sure she didn't jump onto the stage and throttle him.

Jesus 2000 - forgives sin 12 times faster!

Nataleeee I have a Dave Foley signed ticket stub for you, if you want it. He was the sacrificial lamb sent out to pacify the autograph-seekers while the other cast members skulked in the bus. I did succumb to one purchase - a shirt with Simon Milligan and Hecuba on it, and on the back in big blood-dripping letters, it says "KITH: Serving you...and Satan!"

I know this entry can't hope to capture the greatness of the show. Suffice it to say, if you have the chance, go see them for yourself. You, too, can injure internal organs while laughing hysterically.

8:41 a.m. - 2002-04-11

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

previous - next

latest entry

about me

archives

notes

DiaryLand

Blogroll

random entry

other diaries:

caerula
dichroic
sometoast
mechaieh
weetabix
trancejen
unclebob
smartypants
clcassius
badsnake
bafleyanne
abendbrot
marn
batten
herworship
sundry
keryanna
idiot-milk
saint-louise
skim
ursamajor
goodsandwich
culotte
seussie
cariboutwo
tanisanne
madamepierce