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...felt that her new suite in Kirkland was somewhat lacking. To make herself feel more at home, Bobbsey broke several windows, started a small electrical fire, tossed used condoms about like rose petals, ripped the bathroom sink off the wall, installed an 11 foot stripper pole in the common room and invited two local homeless men to come and crap in her closet. “Now the place is really starting to feel and smell like home,” reports Bobbsey...
...Daedalus, in a contest of summer story one-upmanship, a mildly inebriated Benny Sachs ’05 was named the undisputed victor when he whipped out his finest summer accomplishment—his newly pierced penis. The scene, which one witness equated to a tad pole dangling from a meat hook, garnered looks of horror from friends. The normally staid Benny explained why he opted to have a steel ring pierced through the head of his beloved member and out of the end of his urethra as the first decoration on his otherwise unadorned, pasty white body...
...chairs better suited for office work or dinner than for outdoor lounging. Firefighters sat outside their stations, doormen outside their buildings and parking garage attendants outside their booths. One driver rested his head on the steering wheel of his car, trapped in a garage by an electrically-operated pole blocking the exit...
...they were personally to blame for the blackout. After trimming the ends of some loose wires in readiness for the house painters next day, a Manhattan housewife saw the whole city go black and gasped: "What have I done now?" A small boy in Conway, N.H., whacked a telephone pole with a stick, saw night descend, and raced home weeping to his mother. Rumors flew wildly. On the beleaguered 4:55 to Croton-on-Hudson, a New York Central conductor cried: "Some Commie's pulled the switch from here to Canada!" Sabotage was on many minds. "You can't blame...
...course, its creators clearly love their trash TV, even as they skewer it. The opera skillfully parodies the TV show's demented-circus atmosphere, and star Michael Brandon does a bang-on impression of Springer's smarmy solicitousness ("Chuckie, I sense you're not too happy about Shawntelle's pole-dancing dreams"). Even the backstage scenes ring true, with Springer trotting out knee-jerk defenses to his critics: "I don't do conflict resolution." At times the musical even makes you care for these sad, dysfunctional guests, who can justify their messed-up lives only by acting them...