Let's be a Nebraska community theater production of The Rocky Horror Picture Show

I'm just a jump to the left, and then a step to the right!

I'm freelance theatre director Corky St. Clair. New in town and excited about the possibilities here in Podunk.

I'm the dinner roast. That's a tender subject.

I'm OP, spending another Saturday might alone.

I’m the ten year old gayling in the audience. My eyes opened. Starting to realize there is a larger world.

R4

You're in here with me, ya smelly dateless bitch!

I am the run in the tights of the guy playing Dr. Frank N. Furter. In real life, he is actually a dentist and a good one, too.

I'm Brad Majors!

I’m Janet Weiss.

R9

Buy an umbrella, you cheap bitch!

Sorry, we used up the umbrella budget for [italic]Singin' in the Rain[/italic] earlier this season.

I’m the Runza coupons found on the inside cover of the program.

I'm the janitor who has to sweep up all the rice at the end. Luckily, I managed to figure out how to sift out all the non-rice chunks so I can take it home and eat it.

I'm the Copycat Thread Thief OP, who stole this idea and owes all his observation to Reply 4 from the "Let's be small-town community theater" thread.

I think nothing of plagiarism and Single White Femaling my imaginary friends on DL because I'm a psychopath with Borderline Personality Disorder.

R14, there is no plagiarism here. That other thread is so broadly defined that it could have been any community theatre in the US.

Gurl, I was jumped in as Brad in 1986 in Omaha. I was visiting my cousin, and their Brad had mono.

OP must clarify if this is an actual production of 'The Rocky Horror Show' or a shadow cast at a screening of the film 'Rocky Horror Picture Show.'

It said "community theater" so it implies a live stage show despite failing to recognize the difference between the stage and screen titles.

R17 and R18

You guys sure are cunty for two men awake at this ungodly hour. Stood up again? Stranded at the drive-in?

I'm the roll of tickets that will be used for the 50/50 raffle during intermission. Buy your tickets now! $10 for an arms length! Grand prize is half the pot plus an Applebee's gift card.

Wow, r14 really does make the OP look psycho.

R21 is R14 trying to get the rest of us to pay attention.

I'm Eddie. Just like this thread, by Act II, I'm dead meat.

I’m the black wig on Columbia that used to belong to Velma Kelly in last year‘s production of [italic]Chicago.[/italic]

I'm the shocked faces at Concord Theatricals when the request for a license for RHS from NEBRASKA arrives.

I am the fat, lazy frau of a director saying “just copy the movie“ to every single stage direction.

I am cards for sorrow, cards for pain.

I'm all the pregnant pauses where the actors expect the audience to shout out a callback, but don't, except for Frank N. Furter's line, "Whatever happened to Fay Ray?" and then one audience member in the back shouts out, "She went ape-shit!" and the audience finally laughs.

I am the call out for “where do you get your drugs from?“ The guy playing Frank had a painkiller addiction 20 years ago and is doing all he can to stay sober, so this makes it extra tough. That’s acting.

A TOAST!

I'm the Guy Fieri lookalike who's in a horrible dad-rock band that normally plays benefits and mall openings.

I'm playing Eddie, and the audience goes crazy when I enter in my black polyester shirt with flames on the sleeves and my wraparound shades.

Oh, and I'm 45.

I'm the Criminologist. My globe doesn't light up on set, because this is Nebraska.

Oops. Fay Wray.

I'm the concession stand, where people are lined-up to buy Rice Krispie (generic, of course) Treats and Snickerdoodles. VIPs who ordered in advance don't have to stand in line, and have deep-fried butter on a stick waiting for them.

Hi, I'm Brandon.

I play Rocky. I had no idea what the show is about but I'm the only guy who's been inside a gymnasium in the nearest hundred-mile radius so I got pulled into the show.

OMG. I think I'm gay.