DOLLY pulls down her pants and sticks a lightbulb on her twat. It glows. We all cheer.
It’s Halloween at the hippodrome. The bulb belongs to a man dressed up as Uncle Fester. 614 more words
Following up on last week’s post, my love of musicals doesn’t stop with the golden era. In fact, I probably like just as many if not more musicals from the current “modern era.” Honestly, other than the date range (mid to late 1960s to the present), modern musicals tend to follow similar formulas to those of golden era musicals – speech, song, dance number, exposition, song, dance number, etc. 808 more words