Unbalanced Vision

Went to a renowned funny musical on Wednesday--HY grinned once, I smiled twice. The couple behind us, on the contrary, laughed their heads off. This says a lot about their level of humour perception. The venue was packed with Yanks, and grubby seats caused by years of excessive bum weight--perhaps it needs a serious makeover. Musicals can have good stories and melodies/lyrics which fit the plot, but singing f**k many times in one line can descend into dullness, so as hosting a Jerry Springer show in hell. To compensate my disappointment, I had to own a roll of their toilet paper: