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As the production day grew nearer the stage crew worked feverishly on the huge backdrop. The cast went through lines seeking last minute direction from the director.
The theatre ghost watched from the back row. The actor’s excitement was his excitement. He loved a good show and as long as no one uttered the one word that set him off, all would be good.
As always one idiot tried his luck. The second he heard it all hell broke loose. Paint smeared, lines were forgotten, it was chaos all round.
“Perfect,” said the director looking daggers at the offending actor.