I AM HAVING HORRIFYING OKLAHOMA!/HARRY POTTER CROSSOVER VISIONS. We did this musical the spring of the year I was a senior in high school ("March Musical"). I fucked up in one of the dance sequences, and smiled during my early kneel because WHAT ELSE WOULD I DO? (It was the only time I am aware of during those 4 years that someone fucked up and didn't get a "note" from Mrs Clarke afterwards -- I did the right thing: go on as though nothing had happened -- so I suppose the mortification from my obvious mistake was enough.)
Um. So. Oklahoma! (where the wind... oh never mind.)
Curly: The preacher'd get up and he'd say, "Folks! We are gathered here to moan and groan over our brother Jud Fry, who hung himself up by a rope in the smokehouse." Then there'd be weepin' and wailin' from some of those womern. Then he'd say, "Jud was the most misunderstood man in the territory. People useter think he was a mean, ugly feller! And they called him a dirty skunk and a ornery pig stealer!" But the folks that really knowed him, knowed that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore,
[sings]
Curly: there beat a heart as big as all outdoors.
Jud Fry: [sings] As big as all outdoors!
Curly: [sings] Jud Fry loved his feller man!
Jud Fry: [sings] He loved his feller man!
Curly: [Spoken] He loved the birds of the forest, and the beasts of the field! He loved the mice and the vermin of the barn, and he treated the rats like equals - which was right! And he loved little children! He loved everyone and everything in the whole world... only he never let on, so nobody ever knowed it.
NO. JUD != SNAPE. NO WAY.
This is partly horrible in and of the self of what I said at the top of this post, and partly because I remember a certain boy a year below me singing the part of Jud Fry when we did this in senior year and I was in the chorus ("ya got enough, Aunt Eller!" during the lunch auction scene was my only line).
I am not trying to make a serious literary comparison here; I am just voicing the CRACK of my brain.
(pore sev snape is daid?)
Um. So. Oklahoma! (where the wind... oh never mind.)
Curly: The preacher'd get up and he'd say, "Folks! We are gathered here to moan and groan over our brother Jud Fry, who hung himself up by a rope in the smokehouse." Then there'd be weepin' and wailin' from some of those womern. Then he'd say, "Jud was the most misunderstood man in the territory. People useter think he was a mean, ugly feller! And they called him a dirty skunk and a ornery pig stealer!" But the folks that really knowed him, knowed that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore,
[sings]
Curly: there beat a heart as big as all outdoors.
Jud Fry: [sings] As big as all outdoors!
Curly: [sings] Jud Fry loved his feller man!
Jud Fry: [sings] He loved his feller man!
Curly: [Spoken] He loved the birds of the forest, and the beasts of the field! He loved the mice and the vermin of the barn, and he treated the rats like equals - which was right! And he loved little children! He loved everyone and everything in the whole world... only he never let on, so nobody ever knowed it.
NO. JUD != SNAPE. NO WAY.
This is partly horrible in and of the self of what I said at the top of this post, and partly because I remember a certain boy a year below me singing the part of Jud Fry when we did this in senior year and I was in the chorus ("ya got enough, Aunt Eller!" during the lunch auction scene was my only line).
I am not trying to make a serious literary comparison here; I am just voicing the CRACK of my brain.
(pore sev snape is daid?)