Saturday, December 09, 2006
An Hour of Our Lives
Act I
A young man drives past the Women in Black cast. Inside his truck is one of those things that you hang on your rearview mirror to make your car smelly. Only it isn't green, shaped like a little evergreen tree, and smelling of pine. Instead, it is white, shaped like a hand giving "the finger", and it's anybody's guess what scent emanates from it. Maybe a little Eau D'Anger?
Act II
Another young man in a white SUV speeds by while yelling, "If there wasn't war, you'd be dead!"
(We say that we are standing in silence, but laughing doesn't count as noise, right?)
Act III
As we pack things up in the parking lot, a woman approaches us. She is sad that she missed getting a photo of us, because she wants to put it on a Christmas card to send to her relatives who live in the South.
(Now, I am thinking of going into the Women in Black Christmas card business.)
And the curtain closes as W realizes the big mistake he made, so he brings the troops and weapons home (troops to a warm reception, weapons to be made into plowshares).
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