Ever been dragged to a fringe theatre production and sat there in the middle of the first act's dreary, stilted, repetitious, profanity-ridden dialogue feeling as if all the air was being sucked out of the hall? Fear not, for with the Phantom self-contained breathing unit strapped under your shirt you'll have enough oxygen to get you through the lobby and down the pub and safety.
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
Phantom
Ever been dragged to a fringe theatre production and sat there in the middle of the first act's dreary, stilted, repetitious, profanity-ridden dialogue feeling as if all the air was being sucked out of the hall? Fear not, for with the Phantom self-contained breathing unit strapped under your shirt you'll have enough oxygen to get you through the lobby and down the pub and safety.
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