In which a diva tackles Sondheim and brings him down with no yardage gained
I know I’m supposed to feel... something... about this... but I swear to everything that’s holy, that music stunned me into emotional numbness.
I mean, REALLY.
Those random 3 seconds of her pegging cowboy laundry on the clothesline which is apparently in the middle of a hayfield. Because yes, THAT'S where you put a clothesline on the farm.
I know I’m supposed to feel... something... about this... but I swear to everything that’s holy, that music stunned me into emotional numbness.
I mean, REALLY.
Those random 3 seconds of her pegging cowboy laundry on the clothesline which is apparently in the middle of a hayfield. Because yes, THAT'S where you put a clothesline on the farm.