Gwen's Corner

Gather 'round the fire, oh children, and listen to the scribes as they recant the glorious tales of the ever magnificent Beau. For this last week, it truly was his night, as he most humorously destroyed our beloved director, bit by bit. Here's the run down.

Before the show started, during announcements, Beau took the stage in Leah's stead. She was giving Him a shitty glare, as usual, and then noticed His attire. And I swear, from my position, you could see the thoughts running through her head via her eyes. They seemed to say, "Hey, I have a pair of pants just like that..." Then moments later, as the reality of the situation settled in, and embittered anger took hold, it started to look like Beau wouldn't survive the night. But that's not all, oh no. Our brave warrior of enlightenment through laughter jumped off the box and disrobed for all to see, and ever so narrowly avoided His impending doom as Leah chased Him down, flailing the discarded pants and shirt as mightily as she could.

Some time later, after all had gone quiet, Beau returned to His shenanigans, this time in the fabled red fishnet body suit. Tale has it that when Beau, the warrior of all that is good and pure, wears the fabled red fishnet body suit, He becomes incorporeal, and not even the dire hatred of an angered director can touch him. From where I witnessed His glory, I must swear it to be true. In fact, I'm sure Leah also realized this simple truth, as she seemed revolted by His visage, as a vampire is to the cross. Not that it would save her from the all mighty power of His divine resplendence.

Oh, and there was a show, and stuff. Not like that's important...