Living near a Big Ten U has some advantages. we often get theatrical productions that might otherwise skip this not so big town.
Over a month ago, we started hearing ads (several times a day) for the next big play The Lion King - the play will start showing in a couple of weeks and run 8 weeks.
I call up the box office - “You’re selling tickets for the Lion King, huh?”
yes, we are.
“It’s a musical, right?”
oh, yes, an award winning musical.
“lots of songs?”
oh, yes.
“then why, oh why, for all that’s good and holy, do you continue the hourly onslaught of commercials featuring the same mother fucking screeching, eardrum blastin thirty seconds of musicl * over and over and over again*???”
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- ahhhhhhhhinganja*::
I swear (frequently) I’d buy fucking tickets if they’d just change the fucking commercial!