For one thing, our props. Perhaps you recall the tiger I modified so that it I could puppet it as I ripped his head open and ate his brains (so, as the puppeteer, I was eating his brains while still voicing his screams. Forgive me, I can't contain my pride).
Regrettably, I failed to photograph the breakaway plush sheep I altered so that Molly could rip its head off with her teeth.
But have you seen our Chucky doll?
Please note the level of detail.
Why do I love Monkeys? Because we have the most ghetto-ass props and we totally love them and think they are SERIOUSLY THE BEST FREAKING THING. (I mean come ON. Raggedy Andy always wanted to be that bad-ass.)
People. COME SEE THE SHOW.
THAT'S WEIRD, GRANDMA. Monday night at 8:00 at the Neo-Futurist Theater. You will like it. If you like this blog, you will for SURE like the show.
Come see it in the next 3 weeks, cause after that, I'm getting married and leaving the country.
Also, if you cannot get enough of my
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Also also. As long as I'm a little buzzed on coffee. Thank you for reading my blog. When Arnie talked me into starting this thing, I didn't know if anyone ever would [actually read it], and then I would feel like a REAL ass... But shockingly, people DO. You do, and that makes me really happy and it's definitely among the Recent Life Developments That Make Me Glad. So thanks.
And seriously, come see the show.