
A fiddler on the roof, sounds crazy, no, but in our little village of Anatevka every one of us is like a fiddler on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck.
Oh, my gosh I am going to explode if I hear that line again, we are finally done with it! It was a hit! Except for one fiasco play, but that's a different story... I don't know what to do with all my extra time, maybe Ill start yodelling lessons. or buy a llama farm...
Oh, my gosh I am going to explode if I hear that line again, we are finally done with it! It was a hit! Except for one fiasco play, but that's a different story... I don't know what to do with all my extra time, maybe Ill start yodelling lessons. or buy a llama farm...