That's right folks, we have hit the big time. Feel free to start selling your stories about us to the National Enquirer, and go ahead and drop our names at high-fallootin' cocktail parties, because we. are. famous.
How do you know, you might ask? As fame is such a relative term, how can you definitively say...I'm gonna stop you right there and just tell you. We were written up in The Onion. Fuckin. Right. For you west coasters who have never seen a skyscraper before, I should clue you in to the fact that here in DC, as well as in Chicago and New York and some other cities as well, the popular satirical online newspaper actually has a print edition. This print edition features local listings for things like theatrical performances, and there we are, On The Sly, and just below it, it says "Just when you thought the world of theater had given up on modern adaptations of Shakespeare... oh wait, nobody has ever thought that." Needless to say, I'm going in tomorrow to get a suit tailored for when I meet Barbara Walters...should be any day now. Booya.
3 comments:
there's a print edition in san francisco, you doof. stop short changing your own kind.
That picture of you is a little creepy.
chosen for that very quality.
i just got back from llama farming in oklahoma. which i'm now looking into as a possible career option, because all i did was lay around in a pool in the sun with beer with like-minded folks.
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