In case I haven't mentioned it, Reefer Madness was THE MOST exhausting piece I have ever had the pleasure to be a part of. Imagine running around singing/screaming/dancing/fighting for the better part of two hours. Mind you, I'm not complaining at all, it was a blast! By the end of every show though there would be a half hour or so of adrenaline still running through me and then I would crash hard.
Well, our closing day we pulled a double. We had a 2pm matinee and an 8pm show as well. I felt like I had been put through a dishwasher by the time we were done.
Afterwards was the obligatory cast party. I drank a lot, and partook of some "post production character research" if you catch my meaning. I was buzzing really good on both fronts, when Laura Anne announced she had a little more "research" to share. I politely explained that I was feeling good at that moment, and I know my limits. I told her if I had any more I would just go right to sleep.
She responded by calling me a pussy.
Damn. The Jimmy Harper in me rose to the challenge. "I'm not either!"
And about twenty minutes later, Ryan and Lenka found me like this...
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