The Time Machine In A Red Dress
Posted by Tony on Friday, January 2, 2004 · 6 Comments
Let’s take a trip back some time to the early ’80s. Tony is sitting in his room, most probably reading a Dr Who novel freshly purchased from Angus and Robertson. Suddenly his peace is shattered by a shiny silver Sony tape player in the next bedroom and a little girl with a booming voice belting out the soundtrack to Annie, tackling all parts with equal aplomb. Little was he to know that this little girl, his sister none the less, would never stop singing from this day forth.
Fast forward 20 years.
His little sister now makes a living from teaching other little kids to sing. She’s also playing Miss Hanigan in a local theatre companies production of Annie and for Christmas she thinks it would be a good idea to give Tony’s daughter the soundtrack to Annie.
Tony is now stuck in his room, watching Dr Who DVDs, while a young lady (who apparently shows promise in the vocal department) sits in her room, belting out the soundtrack to Annie, tackling all parts with equal aplomb.
Everything old is once more new again.
Hee Hee ahhh revenge is sweet. !!!! Must call Phobe and tell her to practice at lest 25 times a day if she wants to make it!!!!
funny how things come full circle, isn’t it? lol!
bloody double post! please ignore the unfortunate typo in the first one…
oh, it’s a hard knock life, isn’t it, tony?
don’t worry, the sun’ll come out tomorrow…
oh, it’s a hard kock life, isn’t it, tony?
don’t worry, the sun’ll come out tomorrow…
Don’t tell me you finally opened the box! (You gonna blog last night’s hilarity, or shall I?)