the elephant wrote:The fight broke out during a medley of tunes from the movie musical "Gigi." Kulhawik noted, dryly, "It has that effect on some people."
"Gigli", I could understand...
Instead of talking to your plants, if you yelled at them would they still grow, but only to be troubled and insecure?
Reminds me of a warm summer night at the Grant Park Concerts in the old Petrillo "Bandshell" (precursor of the "new old" Petrillo MUSIC shell and now the Pritzker Pavillion) many moons ago. I was sitting about five rows back listening to Brahms 1. In front was this elderly gentleman who kept time by TAPPING HIS METAL-TIPPED CANE ON THE CONCRETE. Without warning, one of the little old "Sheridan Road" ladies (came to every concert because it was free and knew the scores by heart) picked up her umbrella (a GP concerts necessity) and started BEATING the old coot over the head with it. The assigned members of Chicago's finest, swallowing their donuts whole, ran over and separated the combatants, administered CPR to both parties, and sent them on their way. The orchestra did not miss a beat (sorry!).