The hills were alive with the sound of music this morning at 7th and Montana, thanks to Rigolatte, the man who put the erratic in operatic. He made the scene this morning with an obvious chip on his shoulder. "Who the hell are they to say I need an agent?" he shrieked, "Faith is all you need. If you have Faith you have everything!" He marched into the rest room, carrying a bottle of mouthwash, and slammed the door behind him. "I'll show them," he continued. Moments later, he could be heard gargling loudly, then angrily reciting what sounded like the lyrics to the Rogers and Hammerstein classic, "My Favorite Things." I'll say one thing, the man has talent. What I can't figure out is why he's always locked in the Starbucks rest room. Maybe he's Von Trapped ...?
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Must be it, he is Von Trapped.
GOOD ONE MARTY!
Maybe he could do stand up comedy without an agent! Then he could show them. A swig of mouthwash, a gargle, and then belt out a tune. People would pay to see the gargling opera singer. At least once! lol
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