2010-08-15, 12:44 AM
In our eighth grade class, there were only thirteen boys and twenty-one girls. Since the second act called for policemen, a handful of the girls had to change costumes during the intermission and cross-dress for the second half of the play. The boy I had a crush on at the time was chosen to play the role of the Sergeant.
Mmm cross-dressing.
Funny enough, the boy chosen to play the Major General was a bit dumb, but good-looking. Not at all who I would have picked to sing that particular song.
Mmm cross-dressing.
Funny enough, the boy chosen to play the Major General was a bit dumb, but good-looking. Not at all who I would have picked to sing that particular song.

