There will be blood. And expletives. And puppet sex that makes Avenue Q look positively monastic. But perhaps most shocking of all is that beneath the eye-wateringly explicit surface of Robert Askins’ provocative farce, which began life Off-Off-Broadway in 2011, lies a sentiment that makes this one of the cuddlier shows on the West End. Albeit one that features a graphically detached ear lobe.
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- @LaylaTango @Dilly4 At least this should spell the end of senseless field trips - hopefully, more time in the studio rehearsing instead... 5 hours ago
- @Dilly4 @LaylaTango TBH lots of it sounds ok from an old-school fan POV - I don't watch it for the (non-ballroom) g… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 6 hours ago