Last night, the Sisterpants, my aunt, my uncle Jimmy (the one who set himself on fire :D), and my father (surprisingly) went to see opening night of the play my mom is in, "Brigadoon".
[Take THAT, Mrs. Buelow! I put it in QUOTES instead of UNDERLINING it! OHHHH! ;) ]
Well, obviously I wouldn't mention this to anyone, but it was---how do I put this lightly?---um, pretty bad... During the performance, we kept cracking jokes to each other to get through it. I just wonder how many people we disturbed, though, because we sort of forgot to be quiet about it... I know for certain that one lady in front of us was simply disgusted by our childish behavior, due to the fact that she kept looking back and throwing us dirty looks.... Also, the lady sitting next to my uncle now thinks he's clinically insane.
[Take THAT, Mrs. Buelow! I put it in QUOTES instead of UNDERLINING it! OHHHH! ;) ]
Well, obviously I wouldn't mention this to anyone, but it was---how do I put this lightly?---um, pretty bad... During the performance, we kept cracking jokes to each other to get through it. I just wonder how many people we disturbed, though, because we sort of forgot to be quiet about it... I know for certain that one lady in front of us was simply disgusted by our childish behavior, due to the fact that she kept looking back and throwing us dirty looks.... Also, the lady sitting next to my uncle now thinks he's clinically insane.
But, we can't make fun of it too much; this play was far superior compared to any show we've ever done at the Schaumburg theater, where we literally had no scenery, no idea what our lines were, and virtually no talent :)
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