Red chinos and Italian leather…check. Playbill…check. Velvet seats…check.

Red chinos…check…Velvet seats…check…Playbill…check.

2nd row…check for pulse.

A writer knows the feeling of “why didn’t I think of that first” when it comes to good ideas. To the three playwrights who wrote this show…my personal jealousy…check.

If you haven’t seen it, go now. Even if you don’t give a crap. Because this crap is for everyone…besides Catholics and republicans of course.