…and so was her gun
DogCon 3, The Trip Home, Part 2
We are stopped for dinner (cooked on the bus) in Seligman, Arizona. By midnight, we should be in Barstow, where Joe says we have to stop for some sort of calibrations. We’ll be there an hour, then we’ll head for Bakersfield and then north on I-5 and home. We should walk in the door of stately Cross Manor around 8:45 am.
There are a whole lot of Route 66 fans here in Seligman tonight, as there often are in the summer months. They are heading east in classic 1950’s era cars and have been doing this since 1976. Classic Rock fills the air and so does the smell of BBQ.
More bloggage later.
The Dociverse Blog 
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Seligman! One of my old home towns. :-)
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike
Corn-Fed Killers
Okay, we made it to the World Famous Serial Killer Museum, and Mary came out of it pretty wobbly, but in better shape than you: She remembered to buy souvenirs!
No fridge magnets, though. She got the high-end stuff: A couple boxes of Cereal Killer and Shredded Meat cereals, and an axe-through-the-head baseball cap for Miranda. Unfortunately, the T-shirts were a no-go; maybe tie-dying could’ve improved on their blood-spatters motif, but the fake guts spilling out of them would’ve been too much for me.
On the up side, Miranda and I had a rollicking good time at Captain Waldo’s Swine & Wine Theater. No wine for either of us, but the performance of “The Odyssey” was spectacular. The staging and casting were brilliant, from the little ship the pigs rowed across the miniature lake in the centre of the amphitheatre to the huge boar (with an eye patch) who played the Cyclops. But the crowning touch was when Odysseus’s crew were turned into pigs by Circe — and the pigs were played by human actors!
Not high-brow serious theatre, I’ll admit, but I daresay you’re not going to find better pigs-in-costume-performing-classics theatre anywhere. Thanks for pointing it out to us, Doc.
Spike