In a so-called liberal theater years ago, most of the audience walked out after the first scene. What a hoot! |
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utne cum laude a sacribusto post doctoratorium. will you tell me the way to the bath house. my halter is tight around the neck. please stop yerking my sabon. coxicum sobre wassabe uno lacto rialto wazza blatunna. sorbe a la mode hold the pickle, hold the lettuce, special orders do no upset us. HOT WATTah. "We're grossing less than a million a day and you're talking about farmhouses? Get out of my life." |