Let’s just say, for the sake of argument, there are four ways you can spend Sunday afternoon:
1. In the park with George:
(A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte, oil on canvas by Georges Seurat, 1884-1886 -- click to enlarge)
2. In rehearsal with Sutton Foster (8:45)
3. With Texas Bluebonnets and a Pit Bull named Sharky (0:41).
4. With Texas bluebonnets, a Pit Bull named Sharky, and a Guinea Pig named Penelope (1:52).
Please tell us which one you prefer and why.
If you pick number 2, state whether you would rather be on stage or in the audience.
If you pick number 4, state whether you would prefer to be Sharky, Penelope, or the bluebonnets.
If, all in all, you would rather be a bee, buzz off.
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