This is a difficult letter to write.

Darwin, we’ve been friends – more than friends – for a long time now. Literally since I was born. You’ve been there for me, been a part of me, right from the beginning, and even when I left to study down south, I always knew I would come back. You can take the man out of Darwin, as they say, but you can’t take Darwin out of the man.

This month at Happy Yess Comedy, we had a show and tell night. The idea was to rock up with some strange or quirky item from your house and do a five minute set about it.

So we made a TV ad for some reason. I managed to get a copy, so here it is:

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. Finally. Finished, wrapped, bumped out and unmemorized. What did the public think?

So Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead is getting serious. Here’s a poster for the gig. In fact, the entire point of this post is really just a platform to start pasting the picture all over the internet.

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