Check out my latest performance:
I listened to the whole thing feeling almost mesmerized, slightly horrified. At the very end, there is a particular abrupt note that forces a burst of laughter from me every time. (Yes, I've listened to it multiple times.)
I gotta get ready for Homer's open house now, otherwise I would go off on my rant about jazz pants and theater teachers forcing boys to wear them. I'll save it for tomorrow. I think I'll title it "All That Jazz!" Clever, no?