Paul Grimes Review of Buddies In Bad Times Theatre
My wife and I, both devout druids, were looking fo...
My wife and I, both devout druids, were looking for something to do on our 75th anniversary. Mildred (my wife) saw and ad in a local newspaper called "NOW" about a play featuring some sprightly young men trying to rent a place in an abandoned warehouse in New York. Apparently there was to be lots of signing and dancing and good old fashioned big band tunes. We bought our tickets, sat down and immediately jumped up again. The seats were sticky. Two chaps in leather laughed and began to dance to steel workers strike speeches. The lights dimmed and a man with an erection appeared on the stage. Taken slightly aback, Mildred got out her opera glasses. After he sang a song about bondage, rainbows and lubricants, the rest of the cast appeared. All naked. At this point I looked around and saw that Mildred was the only lady in the theatre except for a man dressed as Marilyn Munroe. The show went on forever and at one point a man was lead around on a leash by a another man in a leather thong. I think I recognized that man as my local Councillor Adam Vaughn, but I could not be sure. All in all, Buddies in Bad Times was a theatre with lots of men.
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