The theatre director used the solidified carbon dioxide to cathartic effect. “By the end of the performance,” he predicted, “there will be no dry ice in the house!”
Haven’t been to Barcelona? That’s painful. You’ve Gaudi go!
The theatre company caused a stir when it put on a play in an STD clinic. The ensemble was accused of acting in a rash manor.
NED: Did the poet really jump out a building and kill himself on the concrete?
ED: Oh no – that was a met-a-floor.
Gaugin often repeated himself.
Do down and out actors end up on skit row?
Why was the soprano obsessed with songs that had both length and width?
Because she wanted to sing an area.
ED: Do you like this abstract painting?
NED: No. Modern art makes me want to regurgiTate.
NED: Yeah, it Turners my stomach.
ED: Oh my.
NED: If you’ll excuse me – now I have to get up Van Gogh to the bathroom!
Salvador painted a psychedelic image of an alpaca, decked out in religious garb. He proclaimed, ‘Everyone must worship the Dali llama!’
I went to a comedy show on Hallowe’en. It was a real boohaha!