I Have No Idea What This Is About
As I rode up to the Wings Theatre the other night, a Thought crossed my mind: a parody of When the Foeman Bares His Steel, from Gilbert and Sullivan's Pirates of Penzance, regarding Viagra.
One member of the comedy group had suggested Gilbert and Sullivan as an appropriate subject of parody (she must have been watching an episodes of Dick van Dyke recently; as a child, I distinctly remember Rob Petrie suggesting them as a good candidate for parody), and another, the guy who dragooned me into doing the lights, had suggested Viagra as a proper topic.
At the time, the combination seemed absolutely perfect. But I've been struggling with it now for weeks, and it Refuses to Yield to Treatment. Lines come, rhymes come, sections come; but no comedy, no wit, no humor. If you wish, you may watch this space for future developments; but don't get your hopes up.
One member of the comedy group had suggested Gilbert and Sullivan as an appropriate subject of parody (she must have been watching an episodes of Dick van Dyke recently; as a child, I distinctly remember Rob Petrie suggesting them as a good candidate for parody), and another, the guy who dragooned me into doing the lights, had suggested Viagra as a proper topic.
At the time, the combination seemed absolutely perfect. But I've been struggling with it now for weeks, and it Refuses to Yield to Treatment. Lines come, rhymes come, sections come; but no comedy, no wit, no humor. If you wish, you may watch this space for future developments; but don't get your hopes up.
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