It's been a while since I've posted a stupid joke
Q. What did the mommy buffalo say before sending her oldest off to school?
Ha! I kill me.
Imagine, for instance, the six-part HBO series that a really talented scribe could make out of Witness. Or alternatively, you could do what Robert Redford did in Quiz Show, and center the story around, say, a young and idealistic Truman Administration staffer who is assigned to discredit Chambers - this fat, bizarre, tragicomic figure - and who worships the poised and brilliant Hiss. Over the course of the movie, of course, you would have the protagonist realize, to his horror, that Chambers is right and Hiss is guilty - a belief that all his right-thinking friends and probably even his wife/girlfriend would think is absurd. Or again, look at what Michael Mann did in The Insider - you could have Russell Crowe play another heavyset informant whose life goes down the drain, only this time, instead of pairing him will Al Pacino, you cast someone poised and beautiful as Hiss. Christian Bale, maybe? And then have Peter Sarsgaard as a young Richard Nixon . . . Oh, it'd be fantastic!
Put on your new shoes,
Put on your gown.
Shake off them sad blues,
The big ball's in town.
Big ball's in Cowtown,
We'll all go down.
Big ball's in Cowtown,
We'll dance a-round.
Musical intrigue at the bar:
A 'C,' an E-flat, and a 'G' go into a bar. The bartender says: "Sorry,but we don't serve minors." So the E-flat leaves, and the C and the G have an open fifth between them. After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished and the G is out flat. An F comes in and tries to augment the situation, but is not sharp enough.
A 'D' comes into the bar and heads straight for the bathroom saying,"Excuse me. I'll just be a second." Then an A comes into the bar, but the bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is not a minor. Then the bartender notices a B-flat hiding at the end of the bar and exclaims, "Get out now. You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar tonight."
The E-flat, not easily deflated, comes back to the bar the next night in a 3-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The bartender (who used to have a nice corporate job until his company downsized) says, "You're looking sharp tonight, come on in! This could be a major development." This proves to be the case, as the E-flat takes off the suit, and everything else, and stands there au naturale.
Eventually, the C sobers up, and realizes in horror that he's under a rest. The C is brought to trial, is found guilty of contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years of DS without Coda at an upscale correctional facility.