You know what I love when it comes to truly, horrifying, bloody and tragic tales? Dancing and singing!
Today you get Broadway Horror!
Lift your razor high Sweeney!
Also, let’s not have any more of that Johnny Depp tomfoolery. The only way to truly appreciate this master musical is to see it performed live in front of you.
Also, if you happen to be in the market for a gently used, trick barber chair, lightly stained with buckets of blood, I know where you can get it. Just above the best pie shop in London (used to be the worst) on Fleet Street circa early 19th century. Get it now while the gettin’s good!
What horrors await you tomorrow?
I don’t want to spill the nuclear waste but let’s just say, it’s toxic.