the homosexual that he is, he's been wanting to see the show for a very long time but was never able to get tickets.
enter super boyfriend to save the day.
yes, jackasses, i would be super boyfriend.
regardless, he loved it.
though i'm not sure he loved it as much as drunk molly's rendition of "popular", as performed at the addison redline stop.
anyhow, i thought i'd share some photos and captions from our evening at the theater...
for an evening at the theater, i thought, "why not something fancy and dazzling? you don't keep your man by wearing sweatpants."

considering what show we were seeing, i thought it best to travel by bubble:

at the theater, i had a helluva time finding a place to park my bubble, so i asked a sickly looking janitor if she knew of a nearby garage:

once the parking thing worked itself out, i decided my ball gown was a bit much for the theater, so i changed into something more comfortable... and with a sassy little handbag!

after changing, a nice, little old lady wearing way too much makeup and strangely reminiscent of blanche from "the golden girls" was nice enough to direct me to our seats, and she complimented my beret to boot. loved her!

we get to our seats, and what do i find, but that damned, ill janitor sitting in my chair. i told her what was what, and that bitch got to steppin':

as she walked away all long faced and pukey, i told the surrounding audience members not to cry for me because the truth was i had always loved them; they hooted and hollered:

joe was so proud of me for standing up for myself, that he simply had to steal a kiss or two:

...and we lived happily ever after.
4 Comments:
awwwwww.....
how could joe NOT LOVE my rendition of "popular" more then Wicked...I was, myself, very wicked! Hysterical face...love the one where you are saying "get to steppin'". Strangely enough Fierro DOES look a bit like Joe.
my friend skunky was banging the male lead earlier in the summer.
but they didnt live happily ever after.
funny.
joe and i talked through the whole show about what a homo he was.
guess our gaydar is working just fine.
...though, why you'd need gaydar to determine the sexuality of the male lead in "wicked", i do not know.
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