It's that time of year again...With half the group in the throes of rehearsals for winter shows and the rest of the group left to twiddle their thumbs for the better part of an hour, it's only a matter of time before the metaphorical *shotgun-blast-to-face* becomes more than just CrAzY lEgZ way of showing his disapproval towards someone's antics. Probably T-bagg's. Or Karate Kid's.
We're not pointing fingers. But we are pointing our jazz hands.
I'll tell you one thing: We're prepped and ready for the after party. Gotta love those boys in green.
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