Time: 9:30-10ish
Place: Backstage
Characters Mariah, the rubber chicken and I
So we were all waiting back stage for the angry mob scene where we all go marching off singing to attack the beast’s castle. Normally the girls didn’t participate in this scene, but this was the last show and the rubber chicken needed to make one last appearance. I was going on very quietly about how it was interesting that even the girls went into battle against the beast, when I turned and found myself staring down the gullet of a rubber chicken. I had a hard time not screaming.
Colin had referred to my mustache as a “nose ferret” or a “lip weasel” or some combination of those animals and facial features, I didn’t remember exactly what he called it, so I went with lip weasel.
*means we are whispering*