by seige » Jan 12th, '07, 12:53
Man, I do know what you mean about tights & hairy legs.
I'm about 80% hairy—even my nails and eyeballs are furry!
Actually, the worst thing I remember was doing an outdoor presentation of Canterbury Tales at a summer fayre one year. Amongst other characters, I played Absalon, the clerk.
Not too sure how many of you are familiar with the tales, but Absalon ends up kissing something he's not expecting when he thinks he's kissing Alison on the lips.
Anyhooo, being a cheeky chappie, throughout rehearsals, I got into a silly habit of biting Alison's rump (don't worry, I knew her well). I promised I wouldn't do it during performance.
But I lied. And I did have a nibble. On the first and second days of the three day fayre.
As a punishment on the last—and usually most important performance—she laced my tights with the 'fluff' from inside rosehips—aka Nature's own Itching Powder.
At one point, the pain was so great that I actually had to stop what I was doing and disappear behind 'the scenes' and take the tights off.
And at the point of the 'kiss', she extended her rump for me to take a peck at, at which point I rumbled under my breath "OK, OK, I think we're quits".
Oh I do miss those good old days!