“It’d be hard to get tickets, because they mostly sell out every night. Mostly.”
Song titles were tossed about between us:
“She Don’t Like The Cornbread Either”
“They Mostly Come Out At Night”
“Love And A Grenade Launcher”
“Two Mouths Means Twice the Kissing”
“Shut Up, Hicks”
West Side Story-inspired lyrics (courtesy of yours truly):
“We’ve landed on LV-four-two-six!
We brought along Hudson and Cor-‘pral Hicks!
Let’s all watch Bishop do his knife trick!
Carter Burke is a co-loss-al dick!”
Plans were made. A kickstarter campaign was proposed. It was thought that we could talk James Cameron into it by saying it would be done in 3D. And then Twitter user Starman Morrison (@GeekyGeekyWays) had to go and nuke us from orbit: someone had already done it…
Ah, well. It would have been glorious.
“Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but I’ve been face-hugged, so kill me, maybe!”