I don't understand what any of you are talking about.
I have to disagree with Ms Lushie Pants. Herbie and I (it's his birthday so I'll call him Herbie) left Rent at intermission. What is the appeal? The story is unwholesome, non-cheerful, the-bottom-of-life. The singing is mainly people singing different songs at the same time really loud. Many times sex was simulated in the dancing in far too explicit a way for me to want to watch. Costumes were ugly. The set was ugly. The talent was wonderful. That junkie-girl-who-dances-in-handcuffs-in-some-bar could really kick high. The "moo with me" song made the audience laugh but I think it was out of embarassment.
I am depressed. Someone tell jokes. Oh, here's one:
A couple went to the Super Bowl and couldn't find seats. The place was packed. They walked around looking for seats and couldn't find a thing until they saw a man sitting with three empty seats on each side of him. They told him they were having trouble finding someplace to sit together and were these taken? He motioned to a seat next to him and said "This is belongs to my wife but she's deceased. You can use it if you want." They said they were sorry to hear that and thanked him but they still needed one more seat. Did he know who had the other seats? "My family," he said. The couple didn't know what to say. This was the biggest game of the year. No one would miss the Super Bowl. They asked if the family was coming? "Probably not," the man said shruggling. "I suppose they went to the funeral."