Woo nice.

And did the puke go on anyones laptop?

We need to know.

Playmobil reconstruction?

Ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on, ah go on

You know you want to and it IS a Friday...

Friel

I certainly emitted a moist substance from inside me whilst thinking of the delightful Anna Friel on a number of occasions, especially as a teenager, etc. etc.

Mine's the one with a lesbian kiss permanently etched on it.

That was lucky!

I went to a performance earlier in the week, for cultural reasons of course, luckily no one expelled themselves in the auditorium that I was aware of.

I do recommend going to see the show however, even with the minor risk of attack, because the show (and consequently Anna F) is really quite good. I also love to see some of the odd couples that go to the theatre (especially not musicals). Lastminute.com are doing deals for early/Mid-week performances at the moment as well!

Bob

Mission Impossible?

Don't keep us in suspenders! Was he Toms stunt double?

Epic

That's made my Friday.

"spectator discharged a gastric load from the upper balcony" - I'm betting that's not a Daily Mail approved simile, but never a more beautiful prose I have seen.

Re: Before or after the nude scene?

It was obviously before the nude scene, as evidenced by the quote:

"...everyone eventually returned to their seats..."

And a little Python to wrap it up

"For those of you listening at home, the young constable has just thrown up into his helmet. This is the longest continuous vomit seen on Broadway since John Barrymore puked over Laertes in the second act of Hamlet, in 1941."

Ok Mr. Fatelle

But the worst thing I ever did <sob> this one time.. I mixed up a bunch of fake puke in the blender, and I put it in a baggie, and I brought it to the theater, and I went up in the balcony, and I made a sound like this:

'blehhh... blehhhhh'

And I dumped it all over the edge...

...Pirate icon, for not so obvious reasons...

HoTW

Time to let the readers vote on the Headline of The Week. This one gets my vote.

Everyone's a critic...

...but when did Breakfast at Tiffany's get musical numbers? It would appear that the technicolor yawn is the only rational response to the current trend of turning every damned thing on the planet into musical theater.

Mine's the one with the score for "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" in the pocket.

Why do Actresses feel the need to go naked

Friel seems to do it a lot. I guess she must be an exhibitionist.

If someone puked over me I'd find him and thump him. The prick. F****** funny though, nice one Lester.