Today, my history professor made the mistake of announcing that she believed that you could categorize people into two groups: those that preferred Sound of Music and those that preferred Grease.
I have never heard a room of history majors become so outraged.
“–excuse me but have you heard of our Lord and Savior PHANTOM OF THE OPERA–”
“–don’t talk to me unless it’s about Fiddler on the Roof–”
“–BOOK OF MORMON. BOOK OF MORMON. BOOK OF MORMON–
–did you mean Les Mis?–
And, me, in the corner with my Newsies shirt on (which was a perfect coincidence):
–neWSIES IS BEST–