hoops don't lie
so i saw cirque du soleil last night, and wanted to write a long diatribe about why it was the worst cirque du soleil i've seen, but i'm pretty exhausted at the moment. suffice it to say that if i have time to complain about cirque du soleil, my life is pretty fucking sweet right now.
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ok, i can't help myself: i will say that i don't go see a fruity canadian circus to watch a painfully long and boring music video with bad music and tons of dancing and no feats of daring. i actually thought that i might be seeing "cirque du soleil: the music behind the magic" or some lame shit like that. there were two acts that were worth watching, and one of them was hula hoops. i felt like we saw the circus' B-team. or C-team. even though it was Madison Square fuckin Garden. the only good thing was that in effect i saw the whole thing for $4.75.
oh and also i know that this wasn't cirque du soleil's fault, but someone kept farting and the kid in front of me had bad b.o.
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ok, i can't help myself: i will say that i don't go see a fruity canadian circus to watch a painfully long and boring music video with bad music and tons of dancing and no feats of daring. i actually thought that i might be seeing "cirque du soleil: the music behind the magic" or some lame shit like that. there were two acts that were worth watching, and one of them was hula hoops. i felt like we saw the circus' B-team. or C-team. even though it was Madison Square fuckin Garden. the only good thing was that in effect i saw the whole thing for $4.75.
oh and also i know that this wasn't cirque du soleil's fault, but someone kept farting and the kid in front of me had bad b.o.