The Worst Crime in Theatre

Every night he would sing happy birthday. He stopped the claps at the end of the show to say it's my it's Reese's birthday today. Can we give him an happy birthday? And then he get the whole audience. So I don't know what he thought he was doing, whether he felt special that night because they got the happy birthday with because it was Reese's birthday. That's right. Never was. Julia and I wrote more stuff wrote more human remains. We just never made it. Yes. Oh, that's the biggest. That's the road to stuff, right? The worst crime in theatre is the the deliberate corpse. Go on.